I’ve concluded that Thursday is my favorite day of the week. I had a conversation with someone last night who felt similarly, and who in fact “beat” me to that disclosure. Our thinking as to why was similar. 

I am a realist decidedly, and happy enough in the “present”; yet, there is a big part of me that is forward-looking and happy about what the future might (or even seems to) hold. Figuratively, Thursdays are the “optimistic unknown”, the wrapping on the gift of the next few days. 

More literally, I like that Thursday precedes Friday, the gateway (gate-day?) to the weekend. The expectations for Thursday  evenings tend to be low, thus making them more fun. Art openings are on Thursdays, as well as happy hours (the ones I attend and tend to enjoy).

I know a number of people who are specifically having a bad day today and a rough time in general. I hope to (and that they also can) continue looking forward and feeling positive about the trajectory of life, and life itself.