I’ve decided to take it easy this weekend, cancelling all plans. Not that I had that many, but still. Other than cleaning the apartment and catching up on some correspondence, I don’t intend to do anything productive today. Knowing me, I’ll most likely get bored with it by tomorrow, so that might be a different story. I do have quite a bit of writing to get done, after all, maybe I’ll do that. No. Stop. Not doing anything. Man, that’s hard.