Oh that wretched reality!

I really have nothing inspiring to say today but I feel like writing... I just don't know about what. I think I need a nice, long, relaxing vacation somewhere warm. I'm visualizing luscious green grass and a lawn chair with a glass of ice cold lemonade and a good mystery novel... Somewhere where I can go barefoot or at least wear flipflops... where I can get a massage... But alas I have to come back to reality where I am a servant/prisoner of my debts and cannot afford to take such a vacation. :(