I used to look forward to Saturdays as a day of rest, a day that I could spend in any fashion I could wish. It was a day with no demands on my time, a day I could legitimately set down the burden of my job without feelings as I should try an accomplish just one more task before I slept.

Now, Saturdays are days I dread. They are long and empty, without even the promise of bad serial television to fill the hours. They are just one more day of unemployment, one more day that serves as a reminder that I have to place to go, I belong nowhere.

ARGH!