Yet another journal-type place for Darcy to rant, rave, and/or recuperate from the world.

Wednesday, March 18, 2015

Describe each day of the week as food.

Monday is the cold leftovers of an experimental meal that was only eaten when it was first made because there was no alternative.

Tuesday is a cold-cut sandwich, tasty but without much effort in its preparation.

Wednesday is the meal made by someone else to get you over the hump of the week.

Thursday is a hearty pasta, the comforting realization that work is nearly over for this week.

Friday is a dinner made just for you, in celebration of survival for another arbitrary span of time.

Saturday is a lazy, slow-cooked casserole, and Sunday is a four-course meal, laboriously prepared in hopes that the early effort will make the rest of the coming week less arduous.

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