My Labor Day

My Labor Day began with a skull splitting headache. I woke at 3:00AM to the throbbing of head drums and the natives were pounding with war clubs from the inside.

Finally, after avoiding any contact with just about anything, I began to recover at about 3:00 PM, pretty much ruining my holiday.

But I actually had not planned on doing much, so it really wasn’t a total waste. It was just uncomfortable.

Such is life.