It's cloudy outside. A sunny mothers day as made way to cloudy gray Monday. I wish Monday was a weekend, maybe every other Monday could be a weekend so it would feel so dreadful to stumble upon Monday. Monday, a single day in the 7 days that is the week that is our lives. Oh Monday, I don't dislike you that much,I just wished you liked me more.
I want you to give me purpose, give direction so I can make your day as spectacular as Friday, Saturday or even Wednesday. Monday, Monday, I want to walk down the street confident cigarette-less yet enthused to dive into your womb.
Happy Monday everybody!