some---things

quick end of weekend

it feels like every weekend that passes, they pass by quicker and quicker while the weekdays somehow goes slower and slower.

this felt time is annoyingly persistent and worsening.

and one thing that i want lessen is the anticipation. my anticipation of saturday. my anticipation of monday.

so that at least i could be surprise.

i wish to be open to everyday.

i think that is the bandaid.