Monday

Every Sunday night I go to bed dreading the day that is soon to come. I am almost sure that it is not just me who dreads Mondays. What makes Monday such a dreadful day to many people? The first thing that comes to my mind is that Monday means that we have to get on with life, and become responsible people again. Because over the weekends it is the time to relax and have fun. But Monday means all that has to stop and you have to wait five more days to relax. I don't think Mondays would be half as bad if there wasn't school or work. It is nice to have Mondays where there is no school, and it is just another weekend day (if that makes sense). I don't dread those days at all. It is only the days I have to go and do something important, and somewhat boring. Even as I type this I am becoming depressed because I know tomorrow is Monday, and I will actually have to get out of bed and do something with my life. (I guess that can be a good thing) Mondays are dreaded because it forces people to have come back to reality and face the challenges that a new day brings