“Garfield doesn’t just ‘hate Mondays.’ He embodies the primordial recoil of the flesh against the return of cosmic order. The weekend is a miniature Eden: lasagna, sleep, chaos without consequence.
Then Monday arrives like the flaming sword: time, duty, the boss (Jon), the pattern that pulls us back into the fallen world of work and limitation.
The cat sees what we pretend not to: every Monday is a small exile. And yet the pattern must be walked.”