*capitalism
Forget Mondays, it was Sunday nights that used to give me a suffocating feeling. Here comes Monday soon, and all around you feels comatose, all the energy and life sucked out of the air. There is nothing going on Sunday nights.
I can hate more than one thing at a time!
Have you got anything for Wednesday’s, mate ?
It's not that I'm not a morning person, it's that I hate the realization of having woken up again.
Today I thought it was Monday when I woke up. Realizing it's actually Wednesday was like skipping two days (of existence) for free!
Every day is a Monday…
One sweet day the final Tuesday will come. (Unless they find a way for you to have to keep working after death)
I never EVER take it for granted that I don’t hate Mondays, count the days to Friday, or loathe my work day.
Next to a great family, it’s the ultimate life win. I’m not sure I deserve it and I’m humbled to have it.
Ugh, they're right :/
