that I agree with this whole Monday is hell thing (although I do very much like the graphic that's posted just below this entry).
Sundays can be difficult when it feels that time's just gone missing that all this maybe doing of other things has left work squished up against unmet deadlines. But Monday itself isn't entirely the culprit. Isn't entirely to blame. It's also waking up in the lessening light; it's the bullshit of people not listening or caring or trying or trying to see any other point of view.
It's impatience. It's meanness. Those things are tiring. Those things make me ask why and whythefuck.
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