In my younger days I used to work 4 days a week albeit 12 hour shifts.  I also was required to do weekends.  This gave me days off during the week that the rest of the world didn't seem to understand.

Since guilt had always been a close friend of mine I used to be somewhat distressed by this fact until one day a friend of mine told me that most people work their whole lives to have the quantity of time available that I did then.  She said to enjoy my leisure time.

Leisure.... it was such a nice concept.  I miss it....

I wonder if I'll ever have it for a friend again anytime in the near or distant future?  Right now I'm really working out in my head how things need to be, and figuring out  how to translate this into reality.