It's funny. Traveling, and the things I used to love and enjoy, has lost its luster. A few months ago, or even a year ago, I would have jumped on the chance to go somewhere during vacation. Even long weekends. 3 days. Now I've become lazy about it all. The planning, thinking ahead, schlepping to my destination. I feel I'll have fun when I'm there, I can imagine it, but what if I don't?
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