Sunday

It’s Sunday morning, you barely drank that liquor last night, so you wake up feeling good, healthy and all. Head to the closest pancake place and have a really nice breakfast. Pancakes, whole lots of syrup, scrambled eggs and bacon. This will definitely be a great day. The coffee is not that strong though. Still, a really good day.

It’s Sunday afternoon. You get up from the couch and go to the park nearby. You meet a great friend. You guys talk for hours and head to the newest brewery in town. You decide to go a bit deeper speaking about how you miss home and all. His phone rings and he has to leave. That guy is cool, you think. He doesn’t really know you though. Still, a really good friend.

It’s Sunday night. Your body feels like there is a huge amount of work to get done in the week that’s coming. You had a nice day, didn’t you? You just moved to this new city. The cars are loud, people walk fast, the weather is cold and there is a shit ton of lights, but you’ve done it, you’ve left your comfort zone. Right? Tell me I’m right. It’s Monday morning.


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