American Idol is on again tonight, and my daughter and I have a date. We're going to have a great time. It will be a great way to end the day. I wish my days consisted of just teaching classes at the university and coming home. It would be heaven. Instead, I'll be dragging myself out of bed tomorrow morning at 4 a.m. I'll spend the morning cleaning, putting together medical charts, and answering phones. My heart isn't in this part of my life. It hasn't been in this part of my life for a while. But this part of my life pays the bills and helps keep my family healthy.
Saint Marty is tired, and he wants to live the dream.
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