Mondays are the best! They're the universally agreed-upon reset button for 'just one more coffee' and for pretending the weekend never ended. Let's swap the typical 'I hate Mondays' for 'Mondays, the undercover superhero of the week,' bringing us fresh starts and a side of denial since, well, forever. Who doesn't love Mondays?
Tuesday reflections: In a world that's constantly buzzing, I find my rhythm in the quietude of Tuesdays, days that mirror my own low-key nature. It's when I'm not overshadowed by the week's hustle, shining subtly in my own way. Embracing these moments' understated elegance, because sometimes the silent days speak volumes about who we truly are. Stepping back to appreciate the calm, finding joy in being simply myself. Low-key Tuesdays, the unsung heroes of our busy lives.
Ah, the eternal struggle of realizing it's still only Wednesday. Just when you think you're getting close to the weekend, the calendar laughs in your face. Are we sure it's not some kind of weekly groundhog day? The endless cycle of meetings, the ticking clock of deadlines, and here we are, fueling our hopes with endless cups of coffee. Each sip whispers, 'You can make it to Friday.' Let's keep our heads up and our caffeine levels higher. We've got this, one long, drawn-out day at a time.
Boring Thursday, you deceptive little prelude to the weekend's overhyped promise. You're like the appetizer nobody ordered, teasing with the faintest whiff of excitement before serving up the same old routine. But we'll play along, pretending that the mere act of surviving you brings us closer to two days of supposed freedom. Cheers to the anticlimactic build-up to our beloved end-of-week mirage!
'Solo and Lonesome Friday,' the unofficial holiday for the romantically unencumbered and the friends-too-busy. Today, the keyboard clacks are my love songs and the flicker of the monitor, my dance of light. Who needs companions when you've got a cubicle that echoes your sighs? Here's to the peace of an empty chat window, and the thrill of plans that include just me, myself, and I. Solo, so good!"
Saturday afternoon bliss, they said. 'Come to the office on your day off and tackle that pile of paperwork,' they said. It'll be 'relaxing.' Well, here I am, the weekend warrior, conquering the corporate battlefield one memo at a time. Who needs brunch or sunshine when you've got the sweet victory of an empty inbox and the glamorous company of office furniture? Work-life balance, redefined.
All week long, I dream of the weekend's promise of freedom. Saturday, spent in the thrilling embrace of office chairs and the soft hum of fluorescent lights. So Sunday, sweet Sunday, is my one true day of rest. But alas, 'A Case of the Sundays' strikes—paralyzed by the paradox of too much time and too little will. Wake up, and it's already dusk. Oh, the irony of looking forward to doing absolutely nothing and then doing just that. Is this what they call bliss? If so, I must be the happiest person alive.
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Take a look at our visual diary, we, the Japanese office ladies, navigating the 'ordinary' workweek. Mondays are for playing the part of the competent career woman, while Tuesdays reveal the introvert that's truly me. Thursdays are as dull as life itself, and Fridays are for cherishing my solitude. What's a weekend, anyway? Real relaxation is a Saturday afternoon spent at the office, plowing through the backlog of work. Sundays? Well, they're half gone by the time I wake up.
And why no mention of Wednesday? Didn't you know? Even Americans struggle with the spelling of 'Wednesday.'
会社で働く女性たちの、いわゆる「普通」の一週間。月曜日はできる女のふりをして、火曜日はほんとの自分とおんなじ陰キャ。木曜日は人生のように退屈で、金曜日は、「ひとりぼっちを楽しむ」日。休日ってどこの世界の言葉なの？ほんとのリラックスは溜まった仕事を休日出勤で片付ける土曜日の午後のこと。日曜日？起きたらもう午後だもの。
なんで水曜日がないかって？ 英語の「水曜日-Wednesday」ってアメリカ人でも手こずるスペルらしいけど...？
©️朽木鴻次郎 プロダクション黄朽葉
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