Weekends. You’d think they’d be more relaxing. But, unless you actually plan them out, they fly by far too fast. I’ve said before, I’m not one to mind Mondays. Still, they’d be more pleasant if I’m recharged for them.
So, what can do the trick? Perhaps reflection on what matters, and a clinging to the hope that we all should be so blessed to have. It gets me there. It gets me through. Think about it.
Shane and Shane didn’t write this song, but I think their version is the best I’ve heard.