this year i have noticed a trend on mondays. they have become a day where i review the weekend and usually find myself coming up short. restlessness ensues.
was fun had? yes. was work done? no.
is the house a mess? yes. do the animals have the essentials? no.
the week and the weekend are so far apart from each other these days, they seem like different universes. time doesn't function the same, words don't sound the same, people don't act the same. such a peculiar set of realities playing foils to one another.
its a little overwhelming and not exactly desirable.
and certainly not a good way to start a week.
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