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It's Monday. Most people hate Mondays. Back to school, back to work, back to losing sleep. I don't particularly enjoy them either, but today is different. Today, I feel like this is the start of a new week. Last week was tough and all, but its all over now... Monday. We all want to curl back up under the covers in a cocoon of blankets. But Monday. All of last week's hardships are through. Gone. Over. Today is Monday, November 12th, 2012. There will never be another. Ever Monday. It's only a bad day if you make it one.
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Nov 12, 2012
Nov 12, 2012 at 9:09 AM UTC
Monday
It's Monday. Most people hate Mondays. Back to school, back to work, back to losing sleep. I don't particularly enjoy them either, but today is different. Today, I feel like this is the start of a new week. Last week was tough and all, but its all over now... Monday. We all want to curl back up under the covers in a cocoon of blankets. But Monday. All of last week's hardships are through. Gone. Over. Today is Monday, November 12th, 2012. There will never be another. Ever Monday. It's only a bad day if you make it one.
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Nov 12, 2012
Nov 12, 2012 at 9:09 AM UTC
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