Turn

I was pondering earlier that the week can, in a way, represent a game of Texas Hold'Em Poker. Each day represents a card!

The weekend represents your pocket cards. These are safe, yours, noone else can steal them or use them. Sometimes, however, they can still be unimpressive. Then you have the flop, the first three days of the week that all seem to bunch up together. You don't really get to the 'midpoint' of the week mentally until Thursday. Appropriate that this (today, in fact, hence the title) is known as the turn. I have no idea how Friday is a river. I guess we'll cross that bridge when we come to it.

(Did you see what I did there? I know, I'm sorry.)

This rubbish insight was brought to you courtesy of my randomly self-imposed blog title rules for this week.