Mondays are hard when Sundays are so good. Soul Cycle. Brunch. Massage. Movie. I also started a new book late last night, and now I'm wishing for time to read one more page. Maybe a chapter.
I need to get in gear and get going - the games we play on Monday.
(Early morning hike to the post office on Canal Street. Quiet. Not a peep. Not even a "ROLEX! ROLEX! ROLEX!")