That’s what my best friend wrote to me today. Those were the exact words that she used. Do you know what my response was? I said I hated them too.
This post is correlated with “Happy Friday“. If Fridays give us the feeling of relief then Mondays sit at the opposite table. It is the beginning of a new week and most of us aren’t glad when it comes. In order to make it a bit bearable we make jokes about it. The jokes are being used as a shield that covers our pain. This kind of suffering occurs because we do not enjoy what we do.
Isn’t it sad that we’ve ended up like this? Hating a day of the week because we begin work again? A kind of work that doesn’t satisfy us. Therefore we feel trapped in a vicious cycle where we live in the future, for Fridays, Holidays etc.
We are constantly wishing for time to pass by us. That’s what most of us do. As cruel as it sounds it’s like we are waiting for our sentence to get to an end because life doesn’t seem enjoyable anymore. We live in the future but we don’t know what the future holds. One minute we are here, the next one we may be gone.
This frustrates me a lot because I do that too. I’ve let myself fall and didn’t rise back as high as I wanted. I find it very difficult to fight it and I struggle a lot. I want to do so much more than what I am doing now but I feel trapped in a box with my hands tied behind my back. That’s the reason I started this blog. I needed some relief. I needed to change something in my life. I wanted to send a good message and to connect with similar minded people.
The thing that keeps me going throughout any day is the fact that at the end of it I will be home writing an article. This makes me happy and I am not going to give it up. When I go to sleep at night I can’t wait to wake up in the morning to read and reply to the messages left on my posts. This gives me strength to keep going and to slowly get to know myself.
I wish to wake up in a Monday and to say that I love Mondays. I don’t know how long it will take but I have faith that someday it will happen. Maybe I’ll even resort to a dandelion for an extra hand.
I am curious how do you feel about Mondays? I’ve always wondered how people whom are following their passions feel about waking up in a Monday. Would love to hear any of your stories and advises.
Just as I mentioned on the other post I wanted to state it again. This topic is addressed mainly to people whom have the classic type of working hours (Monday-Friday). Monday can easily be replaced with any other day that you get to go to work. It’s not just Monday, it’s the feeling Monday gives us.
“When you start to do the things that you truly love, it wouldn’t matter whether it is Monday or Friday; you would be so excited to wake up each morning to work on your passions.” ―