I’m not sure what’s more difficult, finding the gusto to get out of bed in Mondays knowing there are five busy days until my comforter and I are blissfully reunited for hours uninterrupted or waking up midweek when the daily monotony has already taken it’s toll and it’s still a far cry from TGIF. It’s a tight race but I think Wednesday’s starting to take the lead. There are some days in which even the wafting scent of a robust French roast lacks the power to motivate an effort to rise.
It’s hard times like these – woe is me first-world problems – when a reminder of what’s soon to come is more than necessary. Thank you, Internet.
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