I know there are better, more eloquent and poignant ways of expressing my hatred of this pariah among weekdays, but right now I can’t think of any.

I know this indicates I should change my attitude, maybe find a different job, reevaluate my priorities, learn to see the bright side, whistle, kick my heels and think of home, but you know what?

I love my job. I have a wholesome philosophy. My outlook is productive. I have done everything I meant to in life. I am profoundly content.

I just want to do nothing other than read books, get drunk and listen to Wardruna all day, that’s all. That would be a lot more fun.

Hope someone reads this and finds comfort in knowing they’re not alone.

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