Just when most people kiss the night early on a Sunday evening, to prep for work next day, I may still be up late winding down with the last of my articles to post for the week.
And while many, cloaked with a tinge of the recent weekend, hurry over breakfast, dash off in hope of beating the traffic, I find myself resurrected back to life on a Monday morning.
An early riser, I get up on Mondays, late nite or not, with a renewed sense of energy, not exactly physical though.
It comes more from knowing I’ve done my best, even as I still shake with the mental fatigue that have me drained, dragging towards the end of my week…
Thus, Monday morning means enjoying each second through yoga, chores, errands, going out, before facing the computer again. No hurrying. No minding of master time as he passes by.
Yet, I should remember nothing lasts, and down-times are not forever —
Soon I must earnestly begin, lest I find myself trudging back to the graveyard!