Sundays

I love Sundays. Sundays to me are filled with memories of Sunday school, big hearty breakfasts, and laziness. Sundays are a time for rambling drives to nowhere, watching movies you've seen fifteen times, and meeting the family around a big dining room table. Sundays are for church, and fellowship, and learning. Sundays are for naps in the sunshine, freshly folded laundry, crisp bacon frying on the stove. Sundays are days to relax and enjoy what's around you, to plan for tomorrow--but not too much. To enjoy today and bask in the nothingness.