As I manage to lay down for the first time during this day (been up since 4AM), my mind keeps working in fulll throttle and I already have every hour of tomorrow planned and full of stuff to do.
So I wonder, is today the first day of the week or the last day?
Why don’t I feel relieved and relaxed, all ready to start another week? Have I already started next week? Did I get to finish last week? Have I been living a neverending week? Feels like it….since February. Life….(sigh)