Ring. Ring. Ring.

I am awoken by my alarm clock. I open my left eye and shift my head to the clock 5:07 am. I sigh. I sit up on my bed and rub my eyes.

I tumble out of my bed and heading to the bathroom. Once inside, i glance at my bed hair in the mirror. Eww. It looks like a bird nest. I chuckle at myslelf.

I get into shower and wash my raven black hair and scrub my pale skin. Hmm. I need more sun. Where do i get it. Beach. Looks like i just set a plan this weekend.

Now my hair and body are clean, i brush my teeth. When i finished i give my reflection a million dollar smile. Man and woman love it.

I quit the bathroom. I go back to my bedroom and walking to my closet. On it's door there is a note which contain my working outfit for the weekday. What day is today. Monday. I quickly search for the right vêtements. I change into a dark blue cropped trousers paired with a blazer.

I dry and brush my hair. I wear a little makeup. Adding a lip gloss to my pink lips. I look decent.

I search for my briefcase. I put my laptop and files in it. And that's it. I'm ready for work.

I step out of my comfortable apartment and lock the door. I walk down the street heading to my office. I have car. A lot. I just like walking, it's a hobby. Besides it's only take a good 25 minutes.

Unlike most people in the world, i don't hate Monday. I look forward to it. Why. The reason is in the café i'm looking at Café Saint-François.