Rainy days won't let me down. Much more Mondays.
Despite the storms, I would always want to wake up every Monday morning for it ushers either of the two-- an ending or a new beginning.
If it's an ending, sadness might creep from within but it would eventually turn into a pebble of precious memories leading to learning and promises of better ways of proceeding the next time I'd pass the same road.
If it's a beginning, it might be a new-born hope or hope reincarnated. I might start planning all over again, figuring out how best to move forward.
I wear a smile on Mondays for it slowly brings in a new week as it shuts the old. And more, I wear a smile on Mondays, even if it rains.
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