Hold on, are you ready? It's already rushing forward...

It's Friday,

and for all its just being another day,

somehow it always has the power

to make everything

much better

than it was.

I don't know if it is just the promise of the weekend,

an escape from the drab

daily

grind,

or the magic of the day itself.

I had a bunch of drivel I wrote, and then erased.

Everyone knows about Fridays,

they don't need to hear it from this old bird.

I like these days.