It’s too late to be up, as 6 am comes fast and Mondays are not usually friendly. Saturday and Sunday lull you into a false sense of security, their laid back personalities make you forget they are flighty. But Monday, Monday is patient and lies waiting to pounce; stealing all your joy with its 6 am alarm and 8 am rush hour traffic.…so why am I still awake?
Work. It’s what you do so you can pay for the home you live in when you are not working..the car you drive to work …the clothes you wear to work….the gas to get there and back…so you can continue to pay for all of that. Who says slavery is non existent?…and you do it willingly.