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October 23, 2005
The Seventh Day
I have a love-hate relationship with Sundays. As you can probably derive from my comment, today is such a day: a Sunday. I LOVE Sundays because they're my only real respite from a long week, they give me a chance to relax as I can only do on Sundays. As a member of the volleyball team, we have practices/games six times a week and Sunday is the only day off. However, having just one day off of the week makes me want to cram Sunday with all the things I've wanted to do all week: go to the mall, go food shopping, do homework, study for an exam.
Even when I do manage to accomplish a lot of this, I regret not having a more relaxing Sunday, on the only day I can completely rewind. When I decide (or inadvertently) sleep in, I more often than not end up barely doing anything all day, which is good, but the day feels like a complete waste because of its unproductiveness.
When I think of the word Sunday, mixed images of lying comfortably on my bed, walking around DC on a beautiful day (seems like Sunday is often a beautiful day), going to Eastern Market, prevail. Then I come back to earth. I have homework to do, exams to study for, which invariably leads me to remember that today is Sunday, and tomorrow's Monday, the beginning of yet another school week and the cycle resumes.
Posted by charity at October 23, 2005 6:32 PM
