Thursday, October 7, 2010

jeudi

dear thursday morning,

we may have started off rough today because i actually thought you were friday. though today is a pay day, thus making it special in some way, i am sorry for the confusion. speaking of confusion, i don't really feel confused. it's odd. not so odd for me to linger on talking about it because, frankly, (we can be frank, right?) i don't really want to. thursday, you hold so many wonders sometimes. you are the closest day of the week to friday; you often bring me money (at least twice a month); and you are quite serene most times. let's keep it that way. this week has been so brutal and painful and exhausting. i find myself shouting to the stars to make it the weekend; that luminous three day weekend with pie, turkey, parade with the kidlets and maybe a sushi date.

thursday, i look forward to so many things you have to offer. for example: new york round 3.5 is on a thursday; the american thanksgiving thursday, mind you. you should be quiet then. peaceful. serene. i wish that thursday was a pay thursday but we can't all get what we want, right?

thursday, can i ask something of you? can you be somewhat quiet today? i know it may be a big favour to ask but i need the quiet. i am collecting all my thoughts, thoughts that seem like weapons these days, and am furiously trying to organize them. i have always been a circular kind of person, talking and talking and talking. but. we all talk that way, don't we? but it's not even about that! it's about sitting down, watching rubicon when i get home or my soap opera and escaping. we can never truly escape any given situation or life or try to make it easier to shut it up and away but this momentary escape would be lovely. temporary. do you think, thursday, that this is all just temporary?

thursday, you are right to suggest that i put everything from mind. i mean absolutely every single thought from my mind. it's a bit of a cleanse, isn't it? because we're all too muddled up to really see through the thick fog. after sleeping nine peaceful hours last night, i'm ready to give into a leisurely few days.

thursday,
you've been good to me so far. thank you.

s.mac xo