When one turns the impossible into possible, it's time to pay one's self a favor Last week I managed to not only make it through Monday, but Tuesday, Wednesday Thursday, and somehow even Friday. A week long case of the Monday can feel like a chronic disease. When you find yourself opening that door to your apartment though on Friday evening that fading daylight from the window shines brighter than you've ever seen. It's then that you know there's only one thing left to do. Sit down on the nearest cushion, close your eyes, and hope to not wake up again until Monday morning.