The fact that Friday is in town disgusts me from deep within the pit of my stomach. Weekends have lost all appeal to me since I have been tossed to the JHB vultures to do with as they please.
There used to be a sense of warmth and belonging to a Friday, even in the dead of winter. Now however, it is the worst, most unexplainable stomach wrenching feeling in the world, there is no longer something small to look forward to, or to keep oneself hopeful and seemingly alive. Well I am alive, and I will be fine, just for now, in this second, this exact moment in time. I am not ok. (!!!)
I want to vomit!
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