Sunday afternoon
Sunday afternoon is very strange, you don't have to work, yet it feels so much like end of all time fun, it doesn't feel as good as Friday, not even Thursday, when I have something to look forward to. Sunday afternoon is always sunny, bright, quiet, laid back, lazy, yet threatening. I don't know what to do. Just hanging out and looking out my window? I thought of writing, writing for a novel, for people I have come across in the past who have high impact on me. That way, I might easily be carried away by the storyline and characters. It might be a good idea.
posted by Road less travelled @ 3:47 PM
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