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it's a monday.

which also means it's a:

school day, work day and dance day.

a day that came too soon after the weekend. 

it's definitely a no-make-up kind of a day.

it's a day i spend wishing it was already friday.

a day that seems to last an eternity.

a day that has a momentum, 

or a feeling of a fresh start to a new week.

speaking of a new week...

i'm really hoping this one goes better than last week.

man, last week was ruff;

in every possible way.

especially, in the sleeping department.

or should i say lack of sleep?

lately, i have been counting sheep- hundreds of them.

my mind can't seem to shut off at night.

or sometimes it completely shuts off,

and i'm left lying in bed with an empty, nearly silent, brain.

i can't figure it all out; it's quite frustrating.

i'm the type of person who can only survive with ample hours of sleep.

not to mention, the minute lovebird's head hits the pillow- he's out. 

which, obviously adds to my frustration.

i'm hoping my lack of sleep was in relation to the 

terrible-horrible-no-good-very-bad-week 

i couldn't seem to escape from last week.

which leads me back to monday.

this monday, i'm hopeful.

hopeful for many nights of sleep,

happy thoughts, motivation, healthy days, 

and for things to go right this week.

sorry for the pity party.

i guess i just needed to vent a little-

and you just happened to be the listener.

thanks kindly.

happy monday to you.

see you tomorrow for a happy post.

i promise.