I’ve always found the idea of having time off quite weird. I take four weeks off a year, only to return to the mad rush of day-to-day life? </br></br>
Navigating the frantic pace of the city, stuck inside my one-bedroom Cabbagetown apartment.</br></br>
Not to mention waking up to notifications blaring at me like an alarm clock, serving only to remind me that the list of things I have to do is a mile long.
I’ve always found the idea of having time off quite weird. I take four weeks off a year, only to return to the mad rush of day-to-day life? </br></br>
Navigating the frantic pace of the city, stuck inside my one-bedroom Cabbagetown apartment.</br></br>
Not to mention waking up to notifications blaring at me like an alarm clock, serving only to remind me that the list of things I have to do is a mile long.