Weekdays

There’s something visceral about weekdays.
They feel a certain way.
A kind of heaviness about them
That weekends don’t have.
And many would agree that Mondays
Are the heaviest,
The hardest to walk into.
Yet Friday has a strange kind of buoyancy
Even if the events of that day are jam-packed.
Earlier this year,
So many of us lost our rhythm
And our sense of the feel of each day.
Weekends only feel as light as they do
Because of the weight of the weekdays.
And so it seemed as though we were floating
for so long through those early weeks of lock down.

Its amazing the kinds of things I am now grateful for;
Like the weight of a weekday.

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