My life is a time share. I dole out small chunks of it to myself, hard-candy wrapped up like Christmas for a job well done.
It's almost August.
Today is the last call for July. Everyone out, it's closing time. Ready or not. Here come the short days of a dying summer. Last call. And I caught enough of it not to regret the only 2009 July I'll ever know.
Let's hear it for tomorrow. And while you're at it, let's give today a cheer for the remaining 48 minutes of it.
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