This experiment, conducted by the Washington Post, uncovers something compelling — and disturbing. Not even the most fantastic musician in the world … - M.J. DeMarco

Time isn’t a commodity, something you pass around like a cake. Time is the substance of life. When anyone asks you to give your time, they’re really asking for a chunk of your life. — Antoinette Bosco

If your past defines your existence, it will be impossible for you to become the person you need to become in the future.

I hear people having a great time, a celebration,” she said. I asked further, “Why?” “Why what? It’s Friday!” she declared. I probed further. “What’s so special about Friday? If we came here on Monday, this place would be empty, and the sound of celebration would be absent. What makes Friday so special as opposed to Monday or Wednesday?” Knowing that she was trapped in one of my paradoxical interrogations, she humored me. “Uhm, people get paid on Friday?” I levied the verdict: Friday evening is celebrated because people are rejoicing the dividends of their trade: five days of work-bondage exchanged for two days of unadulterated freedom. Saturday and Sunday are the payment for Monday through Friday. Friday evening symbolizes the emergence of that payment, freedom for two days. The prostitution of Monday through Friday is why “Thank God it’s Friday” exists. On Friday, people are paid FREEDOM in the currency of Saturday and Sunday.