Weekend as a Cure

Bless the weekend. It's been a while since I've felt the need for it to come as quickly as possible. After a week full of bad things at work, the weekend is a cure.

This time I went out with my wife to the only place where they produce craft beer in my city. I had nothing planned. I was just a little stressed when I came up with this brilliant idea.

We almost made it two months without having this space to ourselves. Being alone in the house turns monotony into an unexpected guest.
Luckily, we always have a rifle to shoot these types of “guests”. Again: Bless the weekend.

The beers were not the best, but they were enough to endure the sweltering heat that the young summer is giving us this year. Conversations revolved around music showbiz gossip.

In fact, a rather interesting topic came up that @lilyross will be bringing up on Hive at some point. Just a heads-up that the protagonist will be Blue Ivy.

After that, the sea welcomed us. Some popcorn served us as a snack. It was, all in all, a good night, despite it all being so simple.
But what the heck? I'm cured now. When I go back to work tomorrow, the problems I left there will look at me angrily to see that I don't listen to them anymore and that I'm much better.

The chocolate may disappear in some time due to climate change, but there will always be the weekends to alleviate the bad moment.

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