The Dreaded Sunday Scaries
The pit of despair
The pit of despair
In our stomach
At the thought of
Returning to the place
We spend all of our days
The anxiety that wells up even on Saturday night
When beginning to think about Monday
We Love our lives, we say.
We love that we get to get up
And go to work
To help others
To put out fires
We are so thankful
That we get to have this job
We get to have benefits for
Our families
And make new friends
We get to load up on cookies
And treats
And wish he had an IV of caffeine
To get us through the day
“Live a life you love,” they say
“Live a life that you don’t need a vacation from”
Yes and amen.
Sign me up for the vacation life.
Thankfully we can afford our homes
And cars, but barely