This Monday is kind of different. The one that doesn’t require shrieking of alarm clocks, and rumbling of buckets of water.
This Monday is the one that we get to stay in bed, and not think about any hustle and bustle, but instead, we think of left over foods, open our eyes and let them wander about the room. We begin to wonder how come the holiday is over, and we get up and look out the window.
Christmas is going away….
No, don’t go…We whisper to it.
But you see it going away, and you stare at the inexpensive ornaments in your room.
Ugh…you give up. In fact, you go back to bed.
Scrolling social media….
It is a different kind of Monday.
A very different kind.