A few years ago, I wrote a short story about all days in a week, as all have a human traits. Friday was an interesting one. In the cultures where weekend days are Saturday and Sunday, Friday is a favorite day. I see Friday as a cool guy who knows how popular he is. The way how he walks, or smiles, shows his inquestionable charm. That „Friday feeling“ is sooo good. A workweek is finished, two days in front of us are so promising. Monday looks a years away.
But here, in the Middle East it’s a bit different. Friday IS a weekend day, so the same role should be designed for Thursday. But somehow, it is never same as this charming Friday. Thursday is just a Thursday, even as a day before the weekend. Why? I can’t explain.
Seems this charming Friday didn’t want to write about him, so he ran away too fast. I realized that- on Saturday.
Shiny introvert 
In my ever-shifting schedule, my Friday can be any day of the week. I recently had a Monday-Friday, then an actual Friday-Friday! I’ve gotten used to it over years, but it does require me to pay close attention to my calendar…
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I have to admit, I miss that “Friday feeling” now, when I don’t work. Hope I’ll have it again, even on Thursday 🙂
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