Sundays have always been meant to be lazy days. In the winter, sometimes the characteristic laziness of the day means building a fire in the fireplace and making snowmen and making sure there's hot chocolate onhand for afterward; in the spring, watching everything come alive again; in the fall, raking the mess of the falling leaves away as the
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It was a good day. This is how I always remembered Sundays. Tossed salads, George Foreman and Supersoakers.
It's getting easier by the minute now. Can you feel it?
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Haven't spent a Sunday like this in awhile, it was good to have that again. We should do this more often.
I can, you can almost see the weight being lifted sometimes.
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It feels good.
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It does, doesn't it. It's something new.
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It's been a long time.
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Sometimes when so long elapses between feeling something you forget how it feels.
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