Wasn't Expecting Today

Wasn't expecting today to be Friday.
In fact, I was halfway through the smog-lined ant armies of cars
before the dawn suckerpunched me in the face.
Mole-eyed, flapping visors down like a duck trapped in a box.
Dreading the subsequent eight.

But wait.
Realization trickles overhead washing away smog.
Head tingles with anticipation.
Subsequent eight becomes remaining eight.
And the unexpected date is the surprise visit from a friend.