Is there any other day of the week more beloved to the working man than Friday? Or at least the working man who works M-F. Of which I am lucky to be in that cohort. Oh, to welcome the brief respite from modern wage slavery. A small taste of freedom, is better than none at all. Though, I suspect there are better ways of living together as a society if world rankings on individual happiness are to be trusted.
Anyways, for now I’ll just enjoy this window of humanity.
Henry's Emporium of Wonders 