What happened to the Monday?

* From www.videowasi.com

Who stole the dull, boring, burdening Monday when all is supposed to be "right" and "accepted"? It may have been the Loire wine or my son's refusal to sleep... Who says we have to sleep at all? I am all up for a sleepless night, even if it's on Monday. What worries and excites me these days has escaped my ability to define it. Something is coming and I feel it on my skin. I've done numerous readings but my cards refuse to reveal the secret either. So, I listen to one of the greatest songs of all times:

Frank Sinatra - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LL5YrVgZ_vU&feature=related

Robbie Williams - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q5uKa1bDtsk&feature=related

and dream of things that never were. What is your most daring dream, the one that won't let you sleep, the one that brings you shivers and yet, you will be lost without it? I have two. Both are so insane and impossible in other people's eyes that I stopped sharing them almost right after I tried for a first time... It's a bit of a lonely existence, the one of a dreamer, isn't it? But how much lonelier I would have been without this light which, I think, I see on the other side of the river... Or it may be the ocean and I can hear the song of the waves - eternal, promising, tempting. Somewhere in the dark a saxophone cries in the night and a prey bird calls on her lover. If anyone knows the man with the saxophone, please tell him I make great martini and bring him over. :)