Tag Archives: The Weekend

That Ends With “Y”

By order of appearance.

 

Tuesday – a.k.a “Chewsday.”

Wednesday – Sneaks up on you because it almost always never comes. Hard to remember, easy to forget. Happy Humpday.

Thursday – Pre-Friday, Post-Tuesday. A place holder day if there ever was one.

Friday – Never too soon, or soon enough. Sometimes too soon and too much. Right?

Saturday – [redacted]. You know.

Sunday – Promises, promises. Nothing guaranteed. Sorry (not sorry).

Monday – Sunday’s regrets. Dregs, trepidations realized and reset. Something for everyone on this day. Please, help yourself.

 

 

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The Week’s End And Then Again

 
Mondays are inevitable.
But Tuesdays are unbearable, into the week yet with so much left to go.
Wednesdays are a compromise.
Fridays can’t not happen fast enough, and then are gone.
I always forget about Thursdays.
And the twins of weekend, Saturday and Sunday?

They are the absolute potential, for what’s to come.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

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