Its another manic monday

Its another manic Monday....this is how the song goes and for years I wondered what this meant,until now.It looks like every Monday is the same for me.Its always another manic Monday.Its starts with me feeling blue about the weekend being over and yet another week starting.Then the phone rings anytime between 7 am and 8 am and its either the parents having a crisis which means the whole day is over coz of tension and worry and sorting out stuff.Or its the cook calling in to say he cant make it and since I haven't decided the menu there is a mad rush to cook against a deadline and that means yet another Monday ruined.Is it my imagination or is it my mind controlling events.I suspect too much reading up on magic is messing up my brains,but the fact is that I just know,when the phone is going to ring,I just know who is on the line well before I pick it up and I know the story.Its scary to have such a vivid view of the future,its unnerving to know in the pit of your stomach that something is going to happen and it happens.I cant control it,my mind is on its own trip and it scares me.
Every Monday morning is the same and I hate Mondays.My mind plays up from Sunday night.I toss and turn as thoughts and images run through my head and then it all happens.One would think I would be prepared but I am not.Its never good news.Its always a crisis.Yet the same things happen at office.Its a joke that my stomach speaks to me.It tells me what the client will say,it will tell me in advance if a simple problem will go on to be a full grown crisis,and I am never wrong.That has a good side.My team trusts my stomach so we have averted many a disaster,but do I warn people in advance?.No I don't,how can I,it would amount to some innate sixth sense that propels my mind forward but I am too scared to voice it.and so my thoughts toss on turbulent seas and the dark circles deepen and I get more and more desperate to control my mind.