Friday. At the beginning of this week, I thought this day would never come. A wise man once said to me, "If you wait around long enough, Friday always comes again." That wise man is named Charlie and he works here in the shop making cables. There are no windows in the shop. There is no view to the outside world at all. For all those guys know, Armageddon could be taking place a few feet away and they'd be none the wiser because of the thick concrete walls surrounding them. I would lose it if I had to work back there. I would have marched in with a sledge hammer and started hacking away at the walls to make my own view. It's bad enough being cooped inside all day, but at least I can see that the sun is shining. I can see the grass and the trees and people strolling by. I know that there is life going on outside of this place where I am sitting. Poor Charlie can't see any of this, yet he still has a great attitude about him. "Wait around long enough and Friday always comes." I needed to hear that this morning. On Monday, I may find my way back to the dungeon where he and his crew work and ask him to say it to me again. Maybe I'll lend him my sledge hammer as well.