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This is something I've been noodling on for a while. We have wholeheartedly embraced social media and technology as culture without really investigating what it's doing to our communication and connectedness with each other. I often wonder what the hidden "price tag" might be when we put pixels ahead of people. I think Piper is on to something here. Now, more than ever before, we can so easily chose to escape the pain of knowing and being known. Intimacy is is an increasingly rare commodity these days.
Friday, Friday, what it is about you? What is it that makes you such a better day Than all those other bitter days? That decrepit thieving day There’s something enchanting about your dastardly week-ending ways You bring one chapter of my life to an end And breathe new life into the next What is it about your endearing knack for hiding from me For longer than any other day of the week? They all fly by except you, dear Friday They all have a faster approach than you, dear Friday They're too far apart on my schedule What is it about your column on my calendar that always awakens a count-down within me? But today you’re here, Dear Friday And still it’s only the AM part of you Because your leisure time treasure trove that I plunder each week Is yet out of reach for me But oh, the PM part of you! The part that exacts your ruthless wrath on my alarm clock while I snore with glee! The part that gives entry to your kindhearted cohort Saturday and his friend Sunday Without you, there’d be no them That wonderful weekend tandem So, I’ll try to enjoy you while you’re here Pushing you aside so carelessly Because they know that when I’m with them And counting the days until you’ll be back
