I love the luxury of Sunday mornings...
Reading Brainpickings, which arrives in my inbox every Sunday, reading a novel called Rules of Civility, (which I read until 3:30 this morning), writing on my blog and in my notebook, planning what I'll do at my two writing groups next week, taking a Sketchbook Skool class on drawing, and then falling back to sleep for another dream.
Sunday mornings are like taking classes in everything of interest, nothing required, all wearing pajamas.
It's its own day of the week, without interruptions, without shopping, without errands. After my nap, another day of the week begins, and that's called Sunday Afternoon.
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