No matter where you are in the world, what your class status is, or economic situation tends to be, Sunday mornings carry with them a universal ease. There is a feeling of letting go, a permission to slow down.
Even Morrissey wrote a song about how slow, silent, and grey Sunday's could be. That is a feeling I could relate to as a child, when everything shut down in this city of ours and we were left with the importance of one another.
It clears away the chaos of the week, and let's us reboot.
And that is the charm of Sunday's, time just be, with yourself and those you love.
Happy Sunday. -tM