It's only 2 days into the week, and it already feels like 42,000.
It's funny how perception can completely change a person's sense of time. If this were any normal week, just another week with nothing exciting, no weekend plans, nothing – it would be Friday already. But, because this weekend is the most exciting and anticipated weekend of my entire life.. it's taking forever to get to it.
It also seems like my distorted perception of time is affecting others. Almost everyone around me seems to be affected by an extraordinary case of the "this-week-is-taking-forever! blahs". Just ask Katie.
I think it's quite possible that when I wake up tomorrow, it will actually be yesterday.