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Maybe it's just the lack of sleep talking, but somehow it seems strangely upsetting to find myself back on the same day of the week again. It feels like Mondays shouldn't happen anymore. It doesn't feel right. On some level it feels like we're starting the week over again. Last Monday didn't work out so great, so let's do it again and hope it turns out better this time. Only that's not the way it works. I think Mondays will make my stomach churn for quite a while.