My Man, Friday

Friday is a day

I adore.

It signals the start of life.

Each day is precious,

some more so than others.

I am growing to like the

roller coaster of my emotional

highs, especially.

I have hope, inspiration there.

Then I slide away from that


not as intense as initially

felt upon discovery of

something new and exciting.

But it’s still there,

in the background, lurking to

be explored again, later.

I may inadvertently push

myself from a decision

I’ve made that I cannot

easily back away from.

So, I get to build my muscles

in these moments of challenge

& “sweaty effort” to stay afloat.

But when the weekend greets


I take a big breath

and let all fall where it


as I let go of loose strings

for a little self-contemplation.

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