I hate Mondays. I wish I didn't, but I am human. Monday means the beginning of the work week, the beginning of the school week. I'm not at work today though. Today is a holiday. I slept until 9 a.m. I still feel really tired though. I have a lot to do today, and yesterday I felt ready to do it all, but not today. Maybe it's my bipolar disorder kicking up. Saturday, I was fine most of the day, then I begame rather withdrawn and quite. Yesterday, I was full of energy and promise. Today, I'm dragging.
Mondays are always dreadful for me, but I want to change that. I want Mondays to signify my commitment I've made to myself, to my mind, and to my body. I want to look forward to Mondays, or at the very least, not roll my eyes and sigh at the thought of it.
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