The day of rest
Summer is behind us now.
Today is the last day of summer and tomorrow officially enters the autumn with the equinox.
Lying on the sofa or in the armchair, walking around the city, the mind seeks relief from the thought of starting the week again.
The day we would like had no time and stopped in the afternoon when we are in front of the TV. Think back to Saturday, the day that has the most perspective, thanks especially to Sunday.
I try to live thinking it’s always Saturday or Sunday. The day of rest is often sad, thinking that each time the week begins with the working deadlines. Then I change the agenda: the dates remain the same but I change the days … no more Monday, Tuesday …