Monday.


No one ever notices their surroundings.

Eyes glued to their screens.

Eyes glued to their pages.

Eyes closed as they snore, dancing on stages.

Every Monday, people still dream of their Saturdays.

Wish Sundays lasted a little longer.

But really it’s all just a blur.

By the time Tuesday hits, Monday will already be a distant memory.

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