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I really really really should write in my diary, but I can't quite bring myself to. Someone motivate me please.
My life is too insane to not write about. I wish I was bragging.
Here are some reasons I love Sunday.
Sunday is like the extra added day of the week that isn't really meant to there. Monday Tuesday Wednesday Thursday Friday school. Saturday fun. Sunday roll around in lethargy. I never get dressed, I never look in the mirror. I eat copious amounts (I do that anyway but still). I stare into space and think of all the things I should be doing and sigh. ahh it's good. I take twice the amount of time I usually would at everything. I lie in the bath for hours and hours and read and sort out folders and hole punch things even though I can't hole punch and acknowledge my messy bedroom but refrain from doing anything about it. Sundays define me. Sunday is thinking but not doing day.
I love Sundays.
My life is too insane to not write about. I wish I was bragging.
Here are some reasons I love Sunday.
Sunday is like the extra added day of the week that isn't really meant to there. Monday Tuesday Wednesday Thursday Friday school. Saturday fun. Sunday roll around in lethargy. I never get dressed, I never look in the mirror. I eat copious amounts (I do that anyway but still). I stare into space and think of all the things I should be doing and sigh. ahh it's good. I take twice the amount of time I usually would at everything. I lie in the bath for hours and hours and read and sort out folders and hole punch things even though I can't hole punch and acknowledge my messy bedroom but refrain from doing anything about it. Sundays define me. Sunday is thinking but not doing day.
I love Sundays.