Friday

There's just something special about Friday morning, a certain smell to it that I like. Could it be my coffee? Probably, even if I get my caffeine fix each morning and I can't really tell if it smells different everyday ... Could it be my life at this time? Even better, if that's the case.

There's just something about smells that move me, even from a mile away. And today is good, I can smell it. Besides, it is my favorite day.

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... it's friday evening and am cozy in my jammies and i remember so many friday nights that just merged into saturday mornings and i wonder, how many times on the average did i put on sleep clothes in a week back then assuming i had 36-hour days at intervals and not counting the times i didn't wear anything to sleep at all ... hmmmm ... and like i realize i went to the movies 3 times this week when i didn't use to like watching movies and if i were so inclined i would just catch a show here and there on cable tv only when i am not engrossed with a good book ... so what is the difference? i mean with watching movies at the movies and watching movies on tv? popcorn most definitely ... and here i am in a stream which is taking me where it is meant to bring me to ... sleep ... pretty soon ... yes, i love friday nights .... and saturday mornings too ...


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