When
I was in elementary school, my favorite day of the week was Wednesday. All of
my friends liked Saturday, or Friday because it was like Saturday Eve. But not
me. I liked Wednesday. This was because we had music class on Wednesdays, and
that was my favorite class.
Long after I left elementary school, I still liked
Wednesdays. I guess I hung on to the old memories and positive endorphins that
Wednesdays always evoked. Now, I like Mondays and Fridays, mostly because those
are the days of the week that I have the least meetings. It’s funny how
something so trivial can drive such an important emotion.
