Can we skip Mondays?

What is it about Mondays and its 88 hours a day? I feel like I have been living in this Monday for 3 years, and I still haven’t even finished my working hours.

I recall times where I looked forward to Mondays, and I didn’t feel like Mondays are longer than other days. All days were short; all days were fun. But now I finally understood people’s complaints about work, long hours, coffee, and Mondays. Now, I have finally been accepted to the hood of grownups. I have officially grown up. (I think)

I’m slowly coming at peace with this new reality, not having work as my source of happiness but rather an income for all the other enjoyable things in my life. Okay, okay, the universe reasons with me, even though I’m still bitter.

I’ve been welcoming the not-so-hot evenings with all the positivity I could summon from my winter lover heart, and I’ve been showing that by regaining the strength to walk to any destination in Beirut instead of getting in a car. So for this Monday evening, I am planning exactly that.

I’ll walk to a bookshop 30mins away from work, buy a book, and then walk right back and hopefully get to my therapy session in time. Let’s see if this will make this Monday any more tolerable.

Hoping you’re having/you’ve had better Mondays.