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Monday morning blues plague me on occasion. Not because I don't want to go into the office. Just the humdrum of life and I want to be miserable.
Coffee may provide the desire to be less miserable but I have learned not to force the issue. Reading inspirational words or seeking gratitude too soon on a Monday morning will only draw me further into the pit of pessimism.
Karen Walker is my spirit animal during this period.
As the shadow of Monday begins to lift away, my smile becomes genuine. I hate people less. Life goes on.
Here we go again
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