Hump day, oh dear beloved reality of the Monday through Friday nine to five office worker, i do believe you are in cahoots with Chronos. This extra time does not feel like a gift. It feels slow and unproductive. It feels stale, like expired wheat thins and there is no pub cheese to be found. 

Alas, my midweek tormentor, you can not last forever and soon I will be one day closer to Friday.