Weekenditis?
I love it when it’s the weekend. Friday night. Two simple words that can give you so much to look forward to. Its not that I despise my work or cry to go to office everyday (yes, I did cry to go to school), yet, the magic of the weekend can easily cheer me up.
The joy of being in the bed for an extra hour or two. The joy of the weekend brunches. The joy of watching the Indian shows that only cast on weekends. The joy of enjoying every single sip of coffee. The joy of so much time and nothing to do.
Sunday evenings come with the premonition of a busy week ahead. Monday just confirms it.
Another five days until…
How does one catch weekenditis?
The joy of being in the bed for an extra hour or two. The joy of the weekend brunches. The joy of watching the Indian shows that only cast on weekends. The joy of enjoying every single sip of coffee. The joy of so much time and nothing to do.
Sunday evenings come with the premonition of a busy week ahead. Monday just confirms it.
Another five days until…
How does one catch weekenditis?
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