it's a vicious cycle

every mon we moan the end of another wkend; the monday blues set in, tired bodies dragged to work, fading memories of the wkend just past. by wed, the countdown begins; spirits lift, coz rest is only 52 hrs away. TGIF; a slight buzz in the atmosphere, the comfort of 'casual friday' dress, heady anticipation of the wkend to come. sun dawns, frantic grasps at salvaging the last moments of freedom. and the cycle starts again...