Thursday… again

The best thing about the future is it arrives one day at a time


Is it just me or  do you find it is always Thursday?  Every time I look up from the  busy life it is Thursday. Always Thursday. If I could summarize my life it would be a race where the baton is passed on a Thursday only I am passing it to myself. Thursday is a check point,  a milestone, a time to catch my breath and look the week up and down.  I love that  the week is not over yet.

Remember   that  Olympic athlete who said “if my life had a pause button I would use it now. ”

This is the way I always**** feel.

Especially when I look up and it is Thursday again.

*** ok, except for that black period which I can no longer remember.

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One thought on “Thursday… again

  1. The coolest thing about getting older is that you learn the encryption code to hieroglyphs. You finally really appreciate how much sense the things your parents said made. I love the way you look at Thursday, it has certainly changed my mind and crossed out “humpday” Wednesday blues.

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