Published: September 25th 2025, 9:09:46 pm
Anticipating the weekend is a quiet tension that's been hanging in the air since Thursday. Time's like, crawling, each minute's stretching out, reminding me of the nearby rest. Already planning in my head, hand's reaching for the phone — gotta text friends, or just daydream about a carefree morning. Even the evening city seems to play along with this mood — streetlights look softer, and passersby smile more, like they're sharing the anticipation.
Is this wait for you a sweet longing or impatient counting of minutes? 📅✨