as if monday wasn’t shitty enough by itself… monday is the hard sharp stutter stop of the blissful/crazy/freedom of the weekend. It also signals only the first of 4 more days of grind.
In order to battle this jarring transition I will post a poem every monday to help you ease back into the week. Like getting into hot bathwater.
gently we will start the week
and if you don’t like poetry as much as i do,
well i dont care, and maybe if you’re lucky