“Days. I think perhaps we give the names of days too much power. During my years at school, after I had been thoroughly introduced to the system of the week, I often saw each day as an individual character, each containing specific traits whether I enjoyed them or not. But why must we fit life into these repetitive compartments, constantly expecting the same seven outcomes? Perhaps we are just too habituated to whatever it is we have decided that each day feels like, we are familiar with the emotional patterns, we know how to feel, what to expect, and we aren’t completely open to the spontaneity of what could arrive if we just let each day be a blank canvas.”
Book:Birds on a Carousel