Mental health vacation, with a side order of dragons

I kept promising myself, since Christmas had been so very much extra-crazy, that I'd ask for a week off to detox from all the insanity. But things just kept coming up and I kept forgetting to ask, or I was short on cash and had bills to pay. But my boss noticed I've been a bit draggy lately and in a very kind conversation, he asked me what was up? I told him I was feeling burnt out from work, and he offered me a week off. He still might be a bit of a jerk, but he's started to really level with us in the checkout. So, I'll be spending the next ten days writing and reading and sorting out books and papers in my living space and going for long walks. And tending to my dragon family:

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