Sunday Sunday - Can’t Trust That Day
It’s Sunday.
It’s the last day of the weekend.
It’s the day that it sinks in that it’s the last day of the weekend.
It’s the day you realize the weekend is half over, and you’ve barely scratched the surface on everything you were going to get done over the weekend.
It’s the day you realize you were overly optimistic–once again–with your weekend plans.
It’s the day you realize you probably won’t get nearly everything done you wanted to get done.
It’s the day you settle for less.
And, so, another weekend will pass, at the end of which you’ll think, maybe next weekend…
Sunday, Sunday… And so the cycle repeats. Sunday, Sunday.
It wasn’t all I hoped it would be.



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