Surely there is no better feeling than that tantalising, expectant, beautiful feeling that builds from a tiny speck in the distance on Monday to the full on crescendo of joy at the end of the working day on Friday? Freedom from work for two days is one thing but the unbridled joy of the coiled spring that all but those tranquilised for medical reasons have become by the end of the week is a far much more than simply a work pass. Its the end of waiting, the fruition of biding of time, labours are rewarded and planets, stars and people align to live the life they all deserve.
Why isn’t everyday a weekend? Because of filthy lucre, the need to obtain before spending, to keep us all honest and working towards a common goal and to keep the world turning in the way it prefers.
But for now time is fast approaching the 5 o’clock world where for a moment in time young and old all have a child escaping inside them to bring on a grin and a wink of joy that even if it lasts just the moment makes us feel the unadulterated pleasure of truly living in the moment.
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Yabba Dabba Doo! Happy Friday!