Exam-marking philosophy break, (and three)

At last, the pile of exams is gone! Still bad weather, but now I can go back to my (Blind Melon's) 'watching the puddles gather rain' with no remorse. The night is falling, though. I try to promise myself this is the last time: no more busy weekends, no more endless evenings with a red pen in my hand... At the end of a hard-earned day, it is difficult to accept that I cannot believe my own lies. Anyway, tomorrow will bring me a new chance, the glitter of a new lie to live on.