Something in the air

Such an irrational feeling-that today is going to be a good day. It won’t be-a work day cannot be a good day. Lately work is so hectic that I have no time to answer personal emails or messages or to keep track of my 40 something FB friends’ posts-all that has to wait for the weekend. The one good thing about a work day is its end. But the day goes quite peacefully so far. It might be because I'm already so tired of people's wimps and tempers that today I have no capacity to care left.
Lately life happens only from one weekend to another.