Monday Comes Again.

Morning's here

The morning's here
Sunshine is near
The sky is blue
The morning's here

Ok. So this isn't actually what I had in mind to start my day but I can't think of anything. It's Monday again and I'm afraid my brain function is off to a rather slow start. I'm still "recovering" from my 8-hour sleep. Yes, for those of you who don't know, I'm getting a full 8 hours of sleep ever since I started working. I don't know how that happened but I'm very happy it did.

I wonder what's in store for me today? Looking at my organizer, there's not much happening -- except for a deadline today, dinner get-together with my two friends tomorrow, and my high school reunion on Saturday. But so far, nothing big. It's the middle of the month and I feel like there's something I'm missing. Hmm...

It's Monday...it's the beginning of tennis season again! Yes, today is the first day of the Australian Open and although I'll be at work during the matches, I'm making it a point to check out the website for updates.

I just realized something. It seems that I'm looking forward to Mondays all the time now. I mean, I've always looked forward to Mondays but never like this. I guess you know what I'm talking about. I'm looking forward to that feeling again. Being giddy. It seems as if...every single day, I wait for those times that I hear a certain someone say those greetings that seems to be said only for me. I must stop this daydreaming now. The shenanigan is unbearable, if not excruciating. Must. Stop.

Gotta go now. Have to prepare for work.