I don't care if Monday's blue
Tuesday's grey and Wednesday too
Thursday I don't care about you
It's Friday, I'm in love

Monday you can fall apart
Tuesday, Wednesday break my heart
Oh, Thursday doesn't even start
It's Friday I'm in love

Saturday, wait
And Sunday always comes too late
But Friday, never hesitate...

I don't care if Mondays black
Tuesday, Wednesday - heart attack
Thursday, never looking back
It's Friday, I'm in love

Monday, you can hold your head
Tuesday, Wednesday stay in bed
Or Thursday - watch the walls instead
It's Friday, I'm in love

Saturday, wait
And Sunday always comes too late
But Friday, never hesitate...

Dressed up to the eyes
It's a wonderful surprise
To see your shoes and your spirits rise
Throwing out your frown
And just smiling at the sound
And as sleek as a sheik
Spinning round and round
Always take a big bite
It's such a gorgeous sight
To see you eat in the middle of the night
You can never get enough
Enough of this stuff
It's Friday, I'm in love

I don't care if Monday's blue
Tuesday's grey and Wednesday too
Thursday I don't care about you
It's Friday, I'm in love

Monday you can fall apart
Tuesday, Wednesday break my heart
Thursday doesn't even start
It's Friday I'm in love

      今天突然想起The Cure的这首老歌，于是找出来听。看来全世界人民都一样，一周一周，周而复始，从Monday blue到Friday love。每到周日的这个时候，Monday blue的前兆就开始上演。是讨厌上班吗？好像并不那么讨厌。相反，工作的日子里，神经被各种事填满，让人无暇去照顾情绪。于是想，所有的工作狂都是在自我救赎，把自己埋进简单的关系里，远离一切复杂和纷扰，岂不很好？工作真是个不错的东西，所以人需要工作。

     nosepin大半年没戴过了，今天试了试，居然还戴得上，心里一阵如释重负。不想它就这么没了，有时候戴戴，能让人想起很多事情，挺好。对于过去，我习惯珍藏而不是遗忘，不管哪种颜色何种滋味，都是回忆那个匣子里的珍珠，丽丽夺目，记录着每一个时期的自己。

     人好像同时拥有好几个自己，在不同的环境下它们轮流登场主宰这能够触摸到的皮囊。周日午后一个人在家的那个自己就不大可爱，它显得那么慌乱而不知所措，想专心做好一件事情，却在开始专注某事的那一刻，又想起另一件事也应该立即去做。貌似最放松最闲适地半躺在沙发上，告诉自己“什么都别想，放松、深呼吸、发呆都可以”，但却发现要做到是那么难。

     “这就是生活！”，人人都说这句话经典，但为什么却总是在问：生活是什么？

      爱又是什么？是远远地看上一眼？还是朝朝暮暮的相伴？

      保持激情和平淡中的安全感，人可否得兼？

      要怎样去平衡自己的那点小情绪和周遭的这个大世界？

      追求什么？憧憬什么？坚持什么？放弃什么？

      “人总是会变的，”又该怎么去体会有人对我说的这句话呢？

       还想看一遍Vicky Cristina Barcelona，还是先把手头这本书看完？

       喝了半杯苏打水，是不是还要去煮咖啡？

      ......

      

      还好，日子越来越短，周日的下午很快过去，夕阳斜斜地从窗边溜开，夜开始上妆。明天就是周一，又将要没入人群，一切没有答案的情绪，将被悉数隐去。从推开门的那一刻，将换作另一个我。可爱一点儿的那个，因为简单而执着。