In an inconstant world, you are one of my most faithful companions. No matter what time I come home from my week, you are always there to greet me, to offer me solace, rest, or a stiff drink. You never fail to provide me with a schedule of potential activities, and are never upset if I forego some of them to get a couple more hours of sleep. You guard the entrance to my free time zealously, inviting me and my loved ones in, while fighting to keep the rest of the week out. Though you may not always succeed in that defense, I am ever grateful for your efforts, always thankful to look into the distance and know that, if I can only make it through the battles at hand, you will soon be there to reinforce my efforts.
I thank God for you, Friday. And it is always good to see you.
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