I do believe that there is a flow of time, but that the concept of time implemented by humans is an illusion.
Often people rant about "Monday Blues" and "Thank God It's Friday". They have love for weekends, and just dread weekdays.
But a day is just a day.
The common assumption is that work is unpleasant. Thus humans tend to try to avoid pain (work), and seek pleasure (play). (That assumption is wrong. Why should work be unpleasant? Mike Rowe from Dirty Jobs challenges this assumption well, but that is another story for another time.)
Time is neither good or bad, nor better than any other time. The "quality of time" is determined only in our mind, when we give meaning to it.
Time is however ever flowing, so there is a past, and there is a future. No matter what you choose to use that moment, it disappears in a blink.
It's difficult to explain to others that the time that exist in their mind does not exist. Monday and Sunday are no different, both have 24 hours, both will pass us no matter what we choose to do in those 24 hours.
If we are going to give meaning to time, don't give it to fleeting likes or dislikes.
Give it to each passing moment, treasuring what can never be again.
