Haiku Salut, "Bleak and Beautiful (All Things)"

The weekend, she is so close! You can see her and you don’t even need to squint! But beware: Suddenly it will be Sunday night and you will say to yourself, “Why, just a moment ago I was carefree and filled with anticipation, yet now all I hold in my heart is dread and regret.” It is inevitable. You will waste this weekend like you waste all weekends, particularly the summer ones. They set you up for failure and you don’t go out of your way to make it any harder for them to win. But right now, at this moment, all you are is promise and potential. Let’s pretend that this time you’re not going to fuck it up. Enjoy.