Daze. Daisy. Days. Sometimes I think of the meaning of the names of days, the matrix, the rubric, the layout, the program. Other times I have to consult a calendar, a digital mobile phone, cellphone, another person. What day is it? What month is it? What year is it? What century? What planet-world-life?
What's your favorite day, least favorite? Are there such things? Cycles, sleep, dream, awaken, repeat, maybe a catnap or daydream, mesmerize-hypnotize-lullaby white noise.
My favorite days depend on my work schedule. What does that say?
Hence, Mondays are usually the least enjoyable, at the outset, better by nightfall. Saturdays are pretty groovy, almost always, unless recovering from a hard week's work, or anticipating one in the next go round. Paydays good. Thumbs up. V-sign for Victory and Peace. Holidays good. Yes, I mean it. So true. How 'bout you?
Today's Rune: Joy.