Monday always arrives so quickly. Too quickly, it often seems. When I wish for the weekends, I'm doing nothing more than wishing my weeks away. Then I complain when time flies by. Makes all the sense in the world, right?
This is a busy week. Stuff is on my calendar for every night. However, it's all things I've elected to do. It's all fun and of my choosing. So again, how can I complain? (I always seem to find a way!)
I started reading Allegiant today. Excited about it.
Have a good week, friends.