Sunday

Sundays. What are they for? I've often spent a sunday afternoon waiting for my parents to leave the house so that i can commandeer the front room to watch a movie, or sneak off into the garage with my laptop so i can smokie a doobie.

Sundays usually give me a feeling i should be doing something with my life. When i say something, i mean i should be being constructive, thinking about what i can do that will possibly help me further myself in life. I should be writing things, or reading things - gaining knowledge, finding things that i feel enough about to gain ideas and to start writing from. I should be doing my essay. I should be reading one of the many books i've bought but haven't opened. I should be doing a lot of things. I should be. But im not. I'm sat writing a pointless blog entry, watching Donnie Brasco, and smoking weed again.

Sundays are for relaxing. For sitting around watching repeats of the same progams you've seen during the week. For winding down and looking to the monday to come. For reflecting on the last week and seeing what you have achieved. And for looking to the next one for what you can improve. I could have these feelings on a Monday, a Tuesday, a Wednesday - but for some reason they only seem to come on a Sunday. I find it strange how i find myself in this paradox where i dont know whether to be relaxing or to be doing. To look, to speculate on what i should be doing drives me into this state where i feel like i need to do, but also feel like i should think about doing. I feel as if i should relax on the Sunday and let these niggiling feelings of shortfall wait untill the Monday - where i can start afresh, restructure my life so i can move forward without the things that hold me back.

Sundays are depressing because they are the time of the week where i realise i'm still not any further than i was 7 days ago. They make me feel like i need to rework my life, but leave me paralysed by my instinct to sit back and do nothing. I can't seem to start my actions on a sunday

Sundays are in the Judaeo-Christian calender the first day of the week, but also the seventh day.

Sundays are the beginning and the end.

Sundays are Sunne, the Germanic goddess of the sun. They are Rammstein.

Sundays are never in charge of starting the Gregorian calender.

Sundays are never hosts of the jewish new year.

Sundays are the cause of friday the 13th

Sundays are the Dies Panis, the sunday roast

They're the Sabbath, the Lord's day, the day of rest

They're the large newspapers,

Archers,

Gaelic Football and Hurling,

They're the Easter, Palm and Passion

They're the Trinity and Gaudete,

Laetare and Good Shepherd,

Sunday's are the glory of elves

But most of all they're Sundays.


Sunday, Bloody Sunday.