I don't know if it happens to you like it does to me, I imagine it does, that Thursday arrives and my head automatically as if an entity from another dimension or simply my treacherous subconscious, but at the same time the one that knows what I really want, arrives this day of the week asks me to go out and party and make a mess.
Then comes Monday and I swear again that I will not go out and party like there's no tomorrow
. This last feeling lasts me until Thursday morning. At noon the feeling starts to change and I don't see it so bad to go out.
Is it just me or are you also trapped in this vicious and treacherous loop?
thank you very much, I am waiting for your most sincere confessions.
