MondayJust a poem about that typical Monday morning vibe. You know, that feeling when you wake up and you're like "Crap, its Monday".
I still have 20 hours.
I cant think what to do.
I still haven't taken a shower.
I need to eat some breakfast.
The milk has just gone sour.
I'm too lazy to make some food.
I still need something to devour.
I guess I'm way too tired.
I hope that I don't get fired.
This situation is dire.
Let me get clothes out of the dryer.
I forgot that I still had work.
I thought that today was Sunday.
I planned on eating a sundae.
Too bad that today is Monday.
I thought it would be a fun day.
I thought I had to rush.
I got ready in a flurry.
My clock was an hour forward.
I ended up coming early.
I really should have slept.
My mind is still way too blurry.
I got my work finished early.
I treated myself to some curry.
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