or something like that.
sundays are my most favorite day of the week
the world goes still
(though i still hear the distant hum of freeway traffic)
right now i am looking at a fog bank
devouring what normally is oakland
thinking about how to waste the day
tuning in to the indescribable weirdness budding in my chest sounds plausible
(before i run around and look at potential houses and housemates, of course)
the best part of your week
the worst part of your week
tell me how you feel about sundays!