Thursday, January 17, 2013

Thursday

If days were colors, Thursday would be yellow. The bright spot at the end of the week. Not yet Friday, but all the better — Friday still to come.

By Thursday, work is effortless. Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday are just practice. Thursday is the real thing.

By Thursday, the week is almost over, but there is still room for improvement.

By Thursday, caution is not recommended. It's a full-stop operation. Do or die.

Is there some ancient prejudice that inclines me toward this day. Or something in my own history? A favorite class? A special route? A piano lesson? 

Or is it just that I'd rather anticipate anticipation?


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