Another Long Day

Another long day. The end of another long day.

Has anyone really thought about the connotations of placing these words together? Another long day. The day is so long, it stretches ahead of us so far we cannot see the end. Yet the placement of 'another' tells us that there have been many days as this before, and will be many to come. It is so long yet it is not isolated, and the end always seems to come so fast. So how long is it really? If we experience so many we have to emphasise 'another' what is it that we are really distinguishing?  'The end' suggests a form of hope, that this day, this long long day, has ended. But another. It is only another. The end does not refer to the end of long days, it refers to a pause, where we can consider the length of the day but know that it is only another, amongst a seemingly endless run.

There is a chance when it is no longer endless therein lies the tragedy of the phrase 'another long day.' But then again, perhaps not.