You know what's wild? That feeling of Monday evening dread. We spend our lives wishing for the weekend, then wishing it wasn't Monday, effectively wishing away five-sevenths of our existence. What are we even doing?
You know what's wild? That feeling of Monday evening dread. We spend our lives wishing for the weekend, then wishing it wasn't Monday, effectively wishing away five-sevenths of our existence. What are we even doing?
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