Thursday

Thursday is a long day at work, even with the half hour sleep in I allow myself. Thursday is finally finishing the brief to the satisfaction of all. Thursday is a trip to the shops with my colleague and listening to her grief.

Thursday is building over sixty graphs. Thursday is having my work publicly praised at a meeting of my seniors. Thursday is still being at work at 8:00 pm.

It's getting the train home and stopping for bread for Simona's tea. It's making her toast because she is exhausted. It's finding a parcel from Chrissy and Deb that is full of treasures. It's being loved and thought of by those far away. It is finding in the parcel a new cardi I so wanted but could not afford and the exact black long cardi I have been fruitlessly searching for.

Thursday is a turning point in my week, the upswing I have been waiting for.