Maybe it's just me, but I think every man and woman should have at least one Saturday person in their life. The kind of person who pushes them to their limits of sanity, energy, and sometimes questionable decisions. And I'm not alluding to topics of the illegal nature... Mostly. The proper Saturday people are those who encourage you to rip off the soda machine and get two sodas instead of just one for the $1.50. Shoplifting from a store is a Friday person's thing. Hang out with these people, but don't stay too long. These are the kind of people who get you arrested and help you spend the night in a holding cell. Back to Saturday people though.
Saturday people are the kind who help you run away when you need a break. They are the people who help you realize what you do and don't want in your life so you can meet your Sunday person. Saturday people are a stepping stone. You have hopes and dreams you plan for Saturday, but they don't always work out. Saturday people can break your heart, but that happens. That's life. But I know for a fact, for every Saturday you meet, you'll definitely meet a Sunday person.
Sunday people are the kind of people that just make all the craziness swirling around this awesomely strange and horribly mad planet make sense. Sunday people allow you to be yourself. They help you look back and be so incredibly grateful for the shits and giggles that led you to where you stand at that point in time. Everything just seems easy. Peaceful. Sunday people help you mature and become a better person. They're the final place where everything comes to a close.
It doesn't matter who you are or what you do, your Saturday friend could show up at any point and help you make it to Sunday. Which in the end, is the goal.
