Dear Saturday,
How much do I love thee? Let me count the ways! Thank you for the sleep-in, the bed head, the egg sandwich and coffee. For all the little things that you do to replenish my soul. Friday, it’s not that I don’t love you. It’s just that Saturday, you are my boo. We can just spend hours together with the sweet satisfaction of knowing that we still have another day off to look forward to. You’re always so positive and so full of opportunity. Thank you for rejuvenating me and reminding me to just BE.
