One thing I don’t like about life is you wish it away. Especially if you are working. You wish it was Friday so the weekend could start. Dread the Mondays and wish it was Friday again. I know I’m guilty of it. I wish it was Friday more and more. That’s 4 entire days a week that yo wish away. 16 days a month and 208 days a year. That’s the majority of the year. The problem is I don’t know how to stop. I mean I do, but that requires quitting my job and living for myself. However, everything costs money. Which gets me back on my point about how life is an endless cycle and we are not meant to live like that. But I’ll talk about that another time.