The worst thing about being an adult is waking up at a decent hour of the day. Prior to this summer I was confident that 10 am is a very acceptable Saturday wake-up time. The fact that I am blogging at 8 am, drinking an enormo mug of coffee, and printing out Google maps of where I'll be volunteering today should indicate that 10 am is a long way away, and that I've changed my views (slightly).
I realized that I've become a bit bitter when I was watching a documentary on the Ocean and I became immensely jealous of the seals in the movie. They pretty much sleep all day. And when they're not sleeping, they are either eating or playing.
WHY NOT ME???
So, in conclusion, I've decided to be a seal when I grow up.
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