I heard recently a joke. a sad one when it comes to think about it.
"a one seventh of a life goes on Monday"
Tomorrow's Monday. I'm not really willing to meet this one with my arms wide open.
I started working on my shape recently. With my age the result is that I go to bed earlier and earlier everyday, and wake up later. In this way I can get some decent sleep only during weekends.
When I sleep - all my dreams come true. And ending them on Monday's morning is not one of my wishes.
OA
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