Days (personified)

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Prompt: Personify the days of the week

Submitted: June 15, 2012

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Submitted: June 15, 2012

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Monday’s despair is slighter than you might imagine. Sunday is just gone, and though she knows her beloved will return soon, she feels nauseous at the thought of the days before her.

 

Tuesday is a better beginning. Monday’s hazy longings are only to be ridiculed and Tuesday is a finer taskmaster than Monday can ever hope to be. She does what she can, and aspires to more than any other dares to dream.

 

Wednesday is a nightmare. Tuesday’s tall orders and taller dreams crash down upon her. She can only shudder and gibber on taking in Tuesday’s delusions. ‘Never again,’ she swears, ‘never again will Tuesday be so bold.’ But the next week comes around, and once again fierce Tuesday has galloped ahead.

 

Thursday is weary, and only cares for the end. She toes at the pile of backlog and backs away to retire gratefully in Friday’s arms.

 

Friday wears a smile – the week will soon end. She clears up Wednesday’s messes, and Thursday’s desk. She looks at the clock, thinks of Saturday, and her smile widens into a quick grin.

 

Saturday, dear Saturday, sweet Saturday, blessed Saturday, she swears to keep the music down – ‘Yes, really!’ She thinks of family, she thinks of hobbies, parties, and dancing. She will not hear a word of Sunday’s courting, grimaces at him and his grown-up ideals. Friday has been sweet to her, and her playfulness is much more endearing.

 

Sunday leads a difficult life. Monday is pale and wan and contented in his arms but he only feels strained at the thought of her. He will never leave Monday but chasing after Saturday reminds him of his youth. When he goes to bed at night, he looks to the other side, and smiles a feeble smile.


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