Outsider’s Insights

A long time ago, when peace and harmony ruled, there were weekends. Nice, full joy and laughter. They meant times of leisure, relaxation or simply put: lying back. Starting on a nice Friday, the days were spent in bed, the zoo or the movies. But slowly times changed. Evil hunters tracked down the saturdays, enslaved them. So the sundays were all alone, frightened and not knowing where to go. They wandered here and there, and one by one, were trapped. Thus it came that the weekends were almost extinct. And the time to recharge your batteries was blown into small bits, sprayed all over the week.
No happy end this time. The good point: my weekend-work was nice and successful.
But still: i am longing for two days off in a row - feeling way too exhausted. Five busy days, and on Friday 7 p.m. I will seek the last unicorn. And the last free weekend from the old days.