That day of the week again, when all the faces on the street are sadder and sighing from time to time, when the minute hand of the clock seems to walk slower somehow.
For me Mondays, mean a lazy morning, getting up late, having coffee with my family and after lunch, going on the working war front. I am always looking forward for Monday evenings, because of our weekly writers meeting and, because I started working on a new project (which cannot be disclosed for now), it’s even more exciting to meet my “kind” of people and blabber away about literature. This week seemed so long that I almost feel I didn’t see them in a long time, but so much has happened since last Monday that my brain is stopping me from acknowledging that it’s only been a week.
As for all of you out there, may you have a great start of the week and whether you are being lazy all day or busy little bees, have a beautiful day, which you will look nicely back at, when you will be in bed all tucked in tonight.