Friday mornings are great. You wake up excited about the weekend. You drive to the local cafe for a pour over and a blueberry muffin. You drive to work while listening to your “Vibes – January 2018” playlist on Spotify. And then you get to work.
Friday is the best day of the week because you only have things to look forward to. It’s like the months and weeks leading up to a vacation. They are almost equally as exciting as the vacation itself. Life with out excitement and expectancy sort of sucks. I prefer Fridays.