Fridays

It’s Friday!! I love Fridays. I always feel like I’m a slave that has be set free, if only for a couple of days. Fridays are wonderful from the time I wake up on Friday morning until I actually get off work. Even while I’m at work, I can already feel and smell the freedom that is awaiting me at the end of the day. When I look forward, all I see is a vast, blank field of nothing but freedom. No one telling me what to do or what I did wrong. No boy. Instead, I can do just whatever I want to, no matter whether that is eating a burger or watching scary movies on late-night TV. Fridays are the red carpet to Saturday, and Saturday is mine to shape however I want to, even though I usually choose just not to bother shaping it at all. Instead, I let it shape me. It’s all so wonderful. Friday, Saturday, Sunday. And I have Monday free to. I think it is what I live for. It is enough.