I wrote the “It’s time for the weekend” text on the 29th of May, 2026.
I wrote it in the late evening, when I could say that it was time for a weekend. Was I happy? Of course, I was. After all, I have a perspective of relaxing for two days. I cannot wait to sleep a minimum of 8 hours, waking up, reading, and then rucking (with the highest possible, for me, weight – 40.5 kg [89 lbs]). Of course, while rucking, I will be doing street photography. I love my usual weekend routine. I love the possibility to chill as I want to do it. While writing this text, our beloved kitty Azorek came to stroke him. Undoubtedly, he will come on Saturday and Sunday as well. My only plan for the upcoming weekend is to take a rest per my rules. Also, I have a feeling that during the last time I read less than I want to.
I think there were various reasons for this: working at my professional job, taking long photo walks so that I spent more hours outside, or visiting my beloved Parents in Brok last week are the main reasons for this.
I plan to read a little bit more tomorrow and on Sunday. I miss this mental activity on the same level as I miss walking with 40.5 kg on my back and shoulders. Did I mention that last time I bought the second rucksack as a backup? I will keep it in Brok, just to have it for the future. There was a sale, so I decided to use it. I will finish this writing. I feel that I am starting to feel sleepy. I will wash my teeth, go to bed, and hug my beloved Kamilka. After all, it’s time for the weekend. Why can’t we have weekends more frequently?
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