Sundays

For the longest time, Sunday has been my most disliked day of all. Sunday was the day where i did not plan anything, where all the hope and despair of the coming week would come and pile on me. I have no idea when this started, planning anything on Sunday was weird for me, and i hardly if ever meet up with friends on Sunday. When i think more about it, i think the reason i dislike Sundays is because i have such expectations and forced disappointments for the day and the week that it is so depressing. Two days ago, i decided to turn things around in my life. My world, as of then is perfect. It is perfect in every way and Sundays would do nothing to change that, so there.