What is it with Mondays that it always seems difficult to wake up early? Time seems to slow and I can’t wait to get out of work. The chocolate in my cup is cold and almost half empty. Or half full if one wants to imply a positive outlook by means of measuring the liquid contents of a glass, or cup for this matter. I need another cup.
The task I’m doing at the moment seems to be taking time. I have done this before, the same day and time as last week. But it seems that the more I do the same activity, the more it becomes boring. Perhaps I should be drinking coffee instead.
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