The Optimistic Nihilist

You know how it is.... you have one of those weeks. You slog to work on a cold and dismal Monday; The office bully pins you down and steals your lunch money; Your fountain pen leaks all over your shirt. Some weeks begin like that. Tuesday the office cat shreds your socks. But Wednesday gets a little better and Thursday is better yet... Friday comes at last and at the end of the day you are skipping out of the door.

This song follows one of those weeks... In fact, it was written during one of those weeks. With no awareness of the outcome or title. Each statement was written at the end of a different day. On Saturday when I played it through I was surprised at how dreary it started out... That's not how I was writing Friday night... Then I recalled Monday. Ah yes, Monday.

I guess the story is that no matter how decrepit and nasty a day can be, you get points for slogging on through. And if you persevere and slog long enough you can dredge your way right out of the swamp.