Friday, Saturday and then Sunday
Some weeks are better than others and sometimes, I wish I could break away from the cycle, do something different; on other days, the fog clears and I realize that there is nothing wrong with the cycle but rather my perception of it.
Every day IS special and laden with golden opportunities waiting for me to partake in the riches of life.
Sometimes all one needs to do is slow down, sometimes stop and pay attention. Each day holds much more promises that we are used to seeing.