Something better than Fridays, you say…?
In one of her essays, the writer Annie Dillard describes an idyllic day in the life of some English aristocrat. A Lord Something or other — who spent sumptuous afternoons on his regal country estate shooting quail and smoking delicious cigars and horseback riding and then reposing at evening with more delicious cigars and pours of top shelf whiskey.
Dillard adds, rather wistfully after this – Yes, there’s no shortage of good days. It’s good lives that are hard to come by…
We love Fridays. Me as much as the next guy. But here’s to Fridays-Saturdays-Sundays-Mondays-Tuesdays-Wednesdays-Thursdays…all strung together in one wild, bright, spanking glorious loop of technicolor thread called a Good Life.
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