On these days of slow recovery, after a weekend; after a national tragedy or two; after too-little sleep -- comes a Monday. And all day the body and mind work to keep up -- work to make sense, work to find energies sufficient to last the day. On that kind of day -- like today -- when it is too Monday to be anything else. On that day I want to sleep -- and be alone -- and be lost; all by myself.
Today is Monday. And all of the conditions above apply. And I am Monday -- all day.
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