Are you Slave or Freeman?

The man who sells his weekdays can never afford his weekends.

You labor five days to afford two days of freedom, then spend those two days preparing to labor again.

The wheel turns, the prisoner walks, and distance is covered but no ground is gained.

Sunday night brings the sickness of Monday morning.

You live for weekends that arrive exhausted and leave too quickly.

Five-sevenths of your life becomes payment for two-sevenths of living.

You are both the prisoner and the warden of this schedule.