Forget Sunday blues, Monday is the new blues-central... well it depends on how your day went but there is something profoundly sad about a Monday morning. Unless of course you are a born-again optimist, in which case it simply does not make a difference what day of the week it is, because the "sun will shine through no matter what"..
I drove to work in the middle of the 8am rush hour, not too heavy on this side of town but still a force to be reckoned with, especially on half a coffee and a warm glass of water. Not many surprises but then again, "day time is the dress rehearsal, anything worth happening happens at night". And even though I cannot take credit for this particular phrase, I must say that it tends to be true for us morning persons as well as for the night-owls out there.