I'm sorry. I like Mondays. I do. It is true. Don't hate me.
Every Monday is like a new chance at life to me. This week will be different. No matter that it isn't. I just have this thing in me that clings to the idea that this Monday will be different. This will be the Monday.
All my diets start on Monday. A lot of times they fail on Monday too.
I have lists on Monday. Lists that will be completed this week because this is the Monday. That rarely happens.
I just can't help it. I wake up Monday morning and always feel this surge of energy. I'm filled with hope. I look toward the future and think this is it. This week is going to be the week.
This will be the Monday. I just know it.
UPDATE: 6 pm... Nope. This Monday was not the Monday. Maybe next Monday then, eh?