I’ve always thought of Thursday one of the best days of the weekend. Sure, it’s not Friday just yet, but it’s the last day you’ll have to cope with it not being the weekend which gives it a special, relaxed sort of vibe.
Wednesday, on the other hand, is not Thursday and not half as fun either, most weeks. Wednesday is that day you spend waiting it out, praying nobody says anything dumb about “Hump Day”. In other words, most times Wednesday is about as much fun as watching paint dry.
And that’s why I wore the color runs/drips seen above. Cause I’ve just watching the drips there, waiting for tomorrow to get here.