Ah, Sunday. I've recently decided that Sundays are days for doing absolutely nothing. Well nothing constructive anyway. If I could spend all the Sundays of the rest of my life doing nothing but simply relaxing and totally vegging out in front of any random activity that did not involve work or thought well... I would say I would be a happy man, but that isn't necessarily the case,
The point of my rambling is, whether you are religious or not, I strongly believe that Sundays should just be "time-out" days. Days where you can set aside your cares and your responsibilities and just do anything. Or nothing. Especially if it's nothing. As I described it to a friend of mine, Sundays are the perfect fuck-off days.
Which anyone who knows me would be happy to vouch that I have no problem with punctuating my verbal sentences with curses. Although, that is not to say that I do not know how to sensor myself and always run off at the lips, because that is certainly not the case.
So then what is my point of this particuliar blog you might ask? To that I would answer, my point is simple. It's Sunday, my brain has turned into egg whites and poured out my ears and I am no longer capable of rational thought and there is absolutely no other way I would rather to have spent my day.
With that said if you'll excuse me, there's three more hours left for me to continue enjoying my fuck off Sunday. Hope everyone had a great weekend!
Grateful
9 months ago
2 comments:
Couldn't agree with you more. Sundays were always meant to be lazy days. But sometimes I use it for writing. Like today. For the life of me, I can't understand why so many businesses are open on Sunday.
I've been wondering about that too. Working on Sundays should be strictly volunteer and double time as far as I'm concerned.
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