You know, like the mood, NOT the color???  Translated…

Saturday had wasted me, and Sunday continued wasting me too, I have no fears, and filled with this authoritarian flair!  Until Monday when I went to work, what’s left of me faced the grueling work, my face, at the start, was a light shade of green, then, it’d turned into reddish purple, in the end, it became ripened like the color of a blueberry.

And so, comes the Monday blues, after all, you’d had too short a weekend, I mean, when is weekend EVER long enough?  N-E-V-E-R, that, is why by Monday morn when you woke up for your work, your feet feel like dragging, and you have NO zest or energy left.

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