Feels like a Wednesday, third day after the "Sunday" that was Christmas.
Or a Saturday, with the same open spaces and relaxed demeanor of that end-of-week day.
It's certainly not Monday or Tuesday. No back-to-workness about his day. None at all.
Ah yes, it's Friday. With Saturday and Sunday still to look forward to.
There's nothing automatic about this realization. Which means we're living through a week without days.
It couldn't have come at a better time.