The weekend evaporated even before
I could get a whiff of it- I am not sure
Of how time slipped out of my hands
Why I still feel drained, I do not understand..
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I had lofty plans for rest and rejuvenation
And a firm resolve to not indulge in procrastination
There was a laundry list of chores to get through
About half of them I managed to do
Before I realized the two-day weekend
Had in the blink of an eye, come to an end
As far as rest goes, my sleep-wake cycle was thrown off gear
I am paying the price for it now, I fear
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A mile or two I was supposed to run
I was supposed to spend time soaking up the sun
I had planned to try out recipes new
Regrettably, none of that I was able to do
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It is Monday morning and I have woken up with dread
I am not looking forward to the week ahead
I want another chance at a weekend to set things right
But it is Monday, there is no weekend in sight…
Passion...unbridled 