Monday Mornings

You didn't really sleep on time so you're not really on top of your game. But really, it's the morning, and it's a Monday, are you really ever on top of your game? That's true, you nod to yourself, you can stand in the generously hot shower for a little while longer. It's Monday morning, it's okay.

You're getting out and you hear your third alarm, you sigh. 15 minutes left to leave home before you're late; yeah, there is no way you're making it to class on time. That's okay, it's Monday morning.


The smell of coffee gives you some hope, there is that to look forward to while driving to campus at least. You try to make it on time, throw on some jeans and a top. See that you're hair is not too shabby, it's wet, it will get shabby later. No time for make-up. Is it raining? Nope... don't have to think about appropriate shoes. Ooh, stomach growling? Really? Go back to the kitchen to grab a granola bar. Coffee, oh right. Coffee. You smile. You can make it, this Monday morning will be different.


Phone, keys, bag, coffee, bar, jacket, gloves.You wait for the elevator impatiently. Might as well start eating. Elevator bell rings, down you go. Did you lock the door? Must've locked it. Meh, it's not like anyone will actually try to enter. You rush to your car. Monday or no, you will make it to class on time today.


Mental note: need to take that thing to a car wash. As you sit in it, your dashboard makes a noise. right, time for an oil change too. Okay, noted. Still making a noise? You check more closely. It's the low fuel warning. Dammit. Going to be late to class, just another Monday morning.