No matter. Monday always comes, and everything you thought of on the weekend falls into the work pile. You think one thing, then you think another. There is no end to it. You get up and read the news about other people's strife and it is your own. You read stories about rich people, famous people, and you read about the fatuous rest and the quest for Pokemon images. It is a fine mix. You read the book reviews and wonder why you don't want to read Dave Eggers. You find yourself not reading through to the end of news stories and skipping through reviews, impatient, uninterested, detached. You look through your usual morning links and see this (link) and watch it twice. Then you think about what lay ahead for the week and the money you'll need and it is time to shower and go to the factory.
No matter. Monday always comes.
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