How long can we keep going on like this? the one moaned.
What do you mean? asked the other.
You know what I mean, said the one.
Well, we can’t just abolish Mondays. Besides, even if we did, we would just have the same problem with Tuesdays now, wouldn’t we, said the other.
Why are you always so rational? complained the one.
It’s just how I am, said the other.
What if we just scrambled all the days together. What if, what if…we just took away their names and mixed them all up in a bucket and dumped them back out…do you think that would do something? asked the one hopefully.
The other’s fingers formed a tent.
I have an idea, said the other. Why don’t we take a walk?
Well, okay, said the one.
They stepped outside. The one sniffed the air.
It seems quite unlike a Monday out here, said the one.
How so? asked the other.
It just smells different, replied the one.
The other breathed in deeply and exhaled.
I smell fall, said the other.
Ooh, yes, that’s it! cried the one.
Fall doesn’t mean Mondays are going away, you know, said the other cautiously.
I know, said the one. But it’s something, isn’t it?
Yes, it is definitely something, said the other.