I love Monday. Just like a person has no real reason for hating Monday, I have no real reason for loving it. It’s just always a good day. Maybe that’s a self-fulfilled prophecy, maybe not.
It makes me wonder if loving Monday and its actual greatness are somehow connected. That by looking forward to it and having a good attitude about it, I cause it to be a good day. Monday is always a good day.
Actually, I feel like I can generally make any day a good day. Sometimes my best days have the worst events and circumstances. It’s curious to think about.
I’m tired and rambling, goodnight friend.