I'm sorry if you thought otherwise. I know it's a bit of a disappointment, when you're all expecting it to be Wednesday. But it's really Friday. It's a day where you lounge around feeling cold, and then hot again, and it's a day where you have so many thoughts it's impossible to keep them all to yourself, so you clog your twitter feed and speak in really long sentences. It's a day where you don't talk much, because you're tired, and a day that never seems to end or get dark, just fades into twilight.
Today is Friday.
But tomorrow is Monday. And tomorrow everything starts again, and tomorrow we go back to life. We pretend Friday never happened because really Friday is all we want.
Friday is too many commas in too short a space.
Friday is the time spent clicking and looking when it should be spent living, exploring.
But then you're too tired right now, and you have the whole weekend before you.
So today is Friday, and it's ok to just rest and sleep and prepare yourself for the real world.
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