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They feel like a hangover. Sundays feel like solitude.
Some lasagna will probably help you cope with this conundrum.
Got the Garfield reference. :)
Yeah it feels like the weekend is a blanket of warmth and protection and Monday is the tornado that rips your roof off while you're still in bed
Every day feels like monday to me.
Did the silicon chip inside your head get switched to overdrive?
Huh?