joy is futureproof

I hate Sunday afternoons…because I know that tomorrow will be Monday…and I have to go back to work :( Mondays I arrive at work wishing that the work day would quickly finish so that I can get home in time. Fridays I end work wishing that the weekend would slowly trickle by, that time would still a little so that I can have more time. Wishing for both is just impossible isn’t it? My Mondays always come very very quickly. The fortunate thing for me is: because the nature of my job and the conditions where I work is extremely fast-paced, the work-week is over in a blink of an eye. I have got to stop fighting this losing battle against time.