TIme for a Break!

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Some days are so busy that one needs to take a break! Hence, I decided that since I have already completed 15,206 words in the #Blogchatter #WriteaPageaDay Challenge, I could take it a bit easy today... Saturday Night Blues, as one might say. 

                                                                                                 The Spring Break Family

It is also a fact that, when you take a well deserved break, the world will not fall apart without you. So, take time off, when your mind and body need it. 

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If, of course, you are ever stuck and have no idea what to do on a break, the poster above will give you many options. 
Now I am going to sign off for the day! I will be back tomorrow. 


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