Warning: this post is all gloom and doom. Anybody did not notice today was Monday? Except the French of course, but I suspect even they know. You know it is Monday when you wake up one morning and wished the week was over already. And it is true even if you are not working. Monday is a dreaded and often a dreadful day. This Monday was for me anyway, and I suspect it was only because of the day of the week. Nothing, absolutely nothing went wrong at work, but I felt tired and bored and when the day ended completely deflated. And to think there is a whole week ahead of me... I am sure Sisyphus rolls his rock on an eternal Monday.
Addendum: The last line, according to the comments I received since I wrote this post, deserves to be a great unknown line. So it is officially one now.
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