Sunday

I woke up this morning and despite being significantly behind in my uni work and life in general, I had to just take a moment to savour the fact that it was Sunday, and there is something just a little bit different about that day. It's a little bit slower, a little bit stranger, a little bit happier. It doesn't matter what is happening this week, because I know I don't need to deal with it until tomorrow. People are doing things they like doing rather than things they have to do. The sun seems to shine just a little bit brighter, and the garden outside of my window looks a little bit more like wonderland than it usually does. I wish Sunday morning could last forever.