Sometimes I think Mondays get a bad rap. We blame them for ruining our Sundays. We spend the whole day in mourning for our lost weekend. If the day gets off to a bad start, we just say "It's Monday morning" and everyone will understand.
But in a way, each Monday is a mini New Years. They give us a chance to start anew 52 times a year. I find it especially refreshing that my school schedule focuses on something new each week--there's always a hard stop to the topics we've discussed to death so we can take a breath and switch to something else.
I feel sort of anti-human saying this, but I'm grateful for Mondays. They give me another excuse to look at the world with a different perspective. They give me a chance to dive back into things with a recharged battery--even if I'm suffering through a Monday morning headache/whiplash/hangover thing, even if the weekend wasn't as restful or as long as I wanted it to be. Despite popular belief, I don't think Mondays are actually out to get us.
I like this perspective. Maybe I should be nicer to my next Monday morning.
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