Weekends
The thought of weekends create a tranquility of the mind that few other things can. Why is it so? A weekday is supposed to be productive, rewarding, blah, blah. Then why don't we get the same thrill when a weekday approaches? Is it that humans are lazy genetically, or have we conditioned ourselves to be so? Even in school, holidays conjured up fantasies that rarely materialised. School was considered drudgery, something that one has to go through in order to reach the holidays. Seems to me something is seriously wrong with the way schools are run (and workplaces), if all we are thinking is escape from them.
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