my nights are drenched in long talks with myself about what's so different in my life that makes today probably the first Monday of my July that makes me feel like there’s a flower on every step I take. and we both realized that nothing really changed. everything stayed the same, things are just the way they are, and Monday is still Monday. it’s just that we’re perceiving Monday from a gentler and kinder gaze today. life really does depend on how you choose to see it. :]