I used to love Fridays! I don’t anymore.
For me Fridays were already part of the weekend. It was the beginning of the weekend! Always had plans for the weekend, simple things you know. A weekend plan might included reading a new book, or a coffee with a friend, visiting an art museum sich as Museu Nacional the Arte Antiga and just stsy there staring at one of my favorite paintings. By the end of the working day I was so relaxed that nothing else mattered.
Now Fridays are like any other day of the week. I slowly drag myself through the weekend, waiting for Monday so I can feel more alive again or at least that is what I am telling myself.
On my way to please others I lost track of myself. Not the right way to live. Dead end. Wrong way.
“It’s Friday morning mankind! Good vibe, don’t frown, and let the monster see you smile!”Napz Cherub Pellazo
I have finally realized that if they do not enjoy my way of living, if they do not give my way a try like I did theirs, if they do not care about how I feel, they are not my people, this is not my place and if this is true, what am I doing here after all?
Wake up girl! Choose a different route! It is time to start enjoying Fridays again!