Dear Conscience,
It is Friday. I am ending the work week feeling slightly more accomplished than usually. But my focus today was wavering. And while thinking through what was causing this urge to procrastinate, I realized that it was Friday. Friday was causing it.
Friday is rarely a deadline. Often I feel that emails sent on Friday might as well wait for Monday. I just want to plunge into the weekend.
I did force myself to get at least a couple of things done, as I know that the reasoning above is bogus. Taking extra baggage into next week is a disservice to my future self. But it is Friday. And I yearn rest. So I will be thankful for the week I’ve had and for the weekend ahead. Friday just feels good no matter what.
Sincerely,
B.
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