On Friday’s even my long journeyed public transit commute doesn’t feel so bad. With the promise of the weekend drawing closer, that Friday feeling is one of joy unlike any other day. There is a lightness of being, an extra bounce in my step, a disco ball of magical light bouncing off of every face I see, and every surface I touch. I even think I am a bit nicer on Friday’s. It’s magical through and through. I have said it before, and I will say it again, “Friday, I’m in Love with You.” -tM
On Friday’s I exhale.
It is probably my most favourite day of the week because I have the freedom of the weekend ahead. It is really a state of mind I suppose, the letting go on a Friday night. Maybe I should try this letting go approach Mon-Thurs night and see if I fare better in general with that attitude.
Ah Friday’s, I am in love. -tM
TGIF. That is all I can say. This week has been a tough one for me. I will be carving out my little piece of heaven this weekend in a similar fashion. These two have the right idea. Any place is a good place to let go as long as you are of the right mindset.
Happy Friday folks! -tM
It's Friday. I hope you pirouette your way out the door and into the weekend.
It's time to strut into the weekend and all of its freedoms. I hope that you are able to take a step back and go at your own pace, allowing a little extra time for stirring your coffee. -tM