It does not matter what day it is. We treat each day like a separate entity. Monday is shit, Tuesday is nothing, Wednesday is hump day, Thursday is almost Friday, and Friday is just about the weekend. Saturday is party time and Sunday is aww man tomorrow is Monday. Every day has some type of meaning. And in that we delegate everyday as some type of meaning.
Well, hate to tell you but your life is one long day. It should not matter what the day, we should live it to the fullest but sadly, we don’t.
We all have lives. We do our usual routine. Go to work 8 hours a day. Depending on your occupation, you may be obligated to drive in traffic or travel distances that you would normally have no interest in traveling.
It is the rat race we are all programmed to living. And we do not know any better. It is the life we were introduced to and we know nothing else.
Easy for me to say. It is Monday afternoon with snow on the ground and I’m drinking. I have no job. My ex wife has the kid so what else am I supposed to do today?
