Sunday afternoons…

…there’s nothing like it!


It’s never quite as restful in the week as it is on a Sunday afternoon.

I’m never as contemplative during the week as on a Sunday afternoon.

The air has a different quality to it.

Light looks diffused, sort of hazy.

Sounds are mostly limited to doves crooning and dogs yapping.

No kids screaming while playing with a ball.

No drunk people making a noise in the street.

No tyres squealing.


The end of another week.

One week closer to my unemployment.

Or one week closer to the beginning of a great thing.

One never knows.

One can only believe…

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