My old Friend

Another week begins. It was raining this morning and my attitude towards how this is all beginning is already going down the shithole.

I try to be positive the majority of the time.

I’ve been lucky in having a job and slowly being able to do the things I like to do.

Even though I would love to be making short films 24/7. There I go complaining, as though it was the fault of the universe for my incompetence as a storyteller and if would back up a little and let me do my thing we probably wouldn’t be having this conversation.

There I go complaining about complaining again.

Anyway, here we are again. Monday, you fuck. Welcome me with the best of intentions. Inspire me this week for I am in desperate need of it.

Tell Tuesday to surprise me, remind Wednesday to take it easy, push Thursday into not being a lazy fuck and remind Friday that I’m not a damn machine. Humans need rest too.

But to you Monday, I let it all out, because despite our constant rivalry, you, my friend is the one that listens to me in the moments that I’m extremely happy, to the moments when I just do not want to put up with people’s shit.

So Monday you fucking piece of shit… Thank you.

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