Sometimes the week is tough.  Sometimes it’s full of disappointment and people who’ve disappointed you.  Sometimes it’s about treacherous walks home in ankle-high icy snow.  Sometimes it’s packed with responsibilities and commitments and work.


Friday arrives.

Friday evening comes and presents an opportunity to start anew.  To contemplate.  To rejuvenate.  To find meaning in the days once again.

It’s my favorite time of the week.