Poor Monday, it gets such a bad rap by us 9-5 working stiffs. Monday's all, "Hey you jerks, you're lucky you even have me! I'm the beginning to something, a clean slate! The unknown, yes, but so is Tuesday! Shit, so is Friday!"
Oh, Monday: victim of hatred based on our arbitrary workweek.
Coincidentally, I woke up to discover my gmail account had been hacked and a member of the Twin Cities theatre community, whom I only met once or twice, passed away a little while ago at the way-too-young age of 30. Such a bummer.
But also a reminder to be grateful for what I have and the life I live.
Yeah, Monday is the beginning to my workweek and I would rather not have a "day job," but right now it's how I make my money and I'm grateful to have an income so that I can fill my fridge with food, keep a roof over my head, and have a warm bed to sleep in. So, thanks for coming around again, Monday... you just mean I'm one step closer to getting outta this rut!
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