Are Mondays always the worst?
I thought you could mask it with work, or the semblance of work, but it seems to be that the beginning of the week is always fraught with loneliness and frustration.
Perhaps the most frustrating part these days is knowing that its all my perspective on the matter, a self-imposed sitting around, being isolated when I'm out, and I do suppose a dehydration in the summer.
Anyway, I guess that's all I have to say.