Every Day is a Thursday
Updated: Jun 6
FYI, this is going to be kind of a rant, i.e. my screaming at the world. I know this probably isn't the best second impression of myself, which is really more significant than a first impression when you think about it, but I can't think of anything better to do other than unleash my insane frustration. I know everybody else is also frustrated with these recent events. Here we go.
Every day is a Thursday. What does that even mean? Every day isn't literally a Thursday, that would just be complete and utter impossibly difficult madness. No, it is not. But I'm sure whomever is reading this knows full well that anticipation of the weekend when they wake up on a Thursday, of all days, thinking, is it Friday yet? But no. Their hopes are smashed down like balloons in a garbage compressor. In our case, which most likely invokes a few choice phrases in everybody, it's exactly the same. The weekend is that glorious degree of life where we're free to frolic through a field of dandelions and cupcakes. And many times we're left wondering if that field even exists. And guess what? By the way, if ya don't want the cold, hard truth, then you're not in the right place. That field doesn't exist. But that doesn't mean things aren't going to get better. Remember how things were before the coronavirus hit and the Floyd riots transpired? I myself can't specify whether things are going to go back to normal, but it does depend on what I mean by normal. I mean normal as in the man upstairs is going to click the resume button on our lives pretty soon. If you don't believe in religion, well, things'll still get back to the humdrum of the everyday. So brace yourselves, because the weekend's coming up faster than you think.