Monday, September 13, 2010. 28 years, 50 weeks, 6 days.
I woke up and immediately felt unprepared for the week ahead.
That’s not the kind of way you should feel as soon as you open your eyes in the morning. Especially not on a Monday. It should be prohibited as an emotional state.
What’s more appropriate? Maybe, “It’s morning!” possibly amending “Already?” Or, “I’m tired.” Even the old standby, “I’m hungry.”
Those are the sorts of feelings to have upon waking up. Lingering dread is more the sort of feeling you want to avoid. [Read more…] about 28 years, 51 weeks: pt. 1