Every week has the same number of days. These days have the same names and occur in the same sequence. These days are equally long. People pack the same activities into these days. They all go to work at the same time and take lunch at the same time. They go home at the same time, get up the following day, and repeat the cycle. Over and over and over and over! It is maddening! Just thinking about it makes my head hurt. We behave like cattle or sheep! Herded by just a few dogs. We have been doing this for the longest time and will continue to do it longer. The conditioning runs deep. I hope to see it change. The pandemic showed us we can live differently.

Monday is blue, widely reviled and universally despised.
Tuesday is only slightly better with its one more letter.
Wednesday marks the middle of this week's stipple.
Thursday is easier to stand and feels very grand!
Friday finally brings the promise of freedom and relief.
Saturday is absolute bliss, and nothing feels amiss.
Sunday starts lazy and slow, then it always hits you with a blow!
Oh god, mother and son, the weekend is already done! 
Oh, how it hurts my brain to think that tomorrow is Monday again,
and again, we start this train of days with disdain: MT WTF!