A FRESH START

All my life, mondays weren't exactly something I looked forward to. They meant going to school again, waking up early and sitting endless hours in a classroom. Now, it's completely different. After a busy and tiring weekend - with maybe a few too many drinks - mondays are a fresh start. The (much needed) cleaning lady comes to sweep our flat from the remains of all the parties, and the streets are cleaned of the puke (yes, really) and dirt that has piled up in the neighbourhoud. Everyone is starting their week of clean. 

And so do I. Since, at the moment, I have no responsibilities at all, I can recharge myself at the beach. Only moving my butt when I feel like going for a swim or when I want to get some food. Really, mondays aren't that bad at all. It's just what you make of your monday that matters.