It's Thursday, which means we are all soooo close to Friday. That beautiful, glorious day that precedes a weekend of freedom. Friday is so delicious and if it were a human being, we would get down on bended knee and propose immediately. We would be very happy to spend the rest of our life with Friday.
But, like we said, we're not there yet. And we have found the perfect metaphor for everyone's struggles with getting through Friday. And it involves a crazy-adorable, fluffy kitten.
This little guy just wants to hop from the edge of the couch to the top of the table, but since he's not quite a big boy yet, he falls short again and again. Even the dog is like "this is too ridiculous to watch, I'm out" after one failed attempt. However, this kitten DGAF about what the dog thinks and keeps trying to jump through the air to reach the top of the table.
It's kind like our struggle to reach Friday. The kitten is all of us, and the top of the table is Friday:
Ouch. But you know what? We're going to keep plugging away until eventually, we will all wake up on Friday and celebrate the fact that the weekend is almost here:
Boom. Nailed it.