Monday Nights, part Infinite


I suppose somewhere in the world, it’s still Monday.

I suppose somewhere in the world someone has reached greatness.

Someone must’ve fallen in love.

someone must’ve had the best birthday party ever.

Someone must be suffering and someone must be questioning the very works of God.

Somewhere in the world, chaos is born; and somewhere else hope is born.

yet,

I’m here in bed writing this little post and maybe itll reach someone out there in the world.

Maybe they’ll look at the image and think to themselves, “Today, I could be free, Today I ‘will’ be courageous.”

But, today feels like a Monday.

I’m staring at the walls thinking to myself… Today, feels like a Monday.

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