Sundays

Finally finished my last assignment for the semester, and for the record, my undergraduate career. Coming to think of it, I didn't have much of a career, but let's not go into that. Another topic for another day.

Today is a Sunday, and... how shall I start? I have a special feeling for Sundays. Not because it is supposedly the day when you can get together, be happy and all, but rather, the opposite.

Sunday signifies the end of the weekend, when you remind yourself that the next day is the start of another work week, so you calm yourself down, get rid of that weekend hypes, stay in the house, and prepare for work, school, camp, whatever.

However, the weekend is not completely over yet, and so you'll have that lingering feeling that you haven't enjoyed yourself enough yet (I know I haven't. My Sundays have been spent either doing essays or readings for the past 4 years.) so you keep wanting more... Yet time does not wait, Monday is coming soon, and you really need to sober up. This explains the late Sunday nights. You should be sleeping yet you are up. Not willing to let go, until time forces you to. It is perhaps one of the hardest things life demands of you.

And so, my little sentiment. I hope I find something enjoyable to do on Sundays once I start working--if I start working. Suggestions? =)