Sundays feel like a warm blanket to me. Sleepy and misty skies, rounded curves and big bowls of risotto.
Not like Tuesdays.
Tuesdays are all sharp edges and bologoni sandwiches.
But we don't have to worry about Tuesday yet because it is still Sunday.
Today Adrian and I have loads of homework and laundry to do and it doesn't feel like a chore at all, but rather a privilege because there are too many people who will never know what it feels like to pursue an education and chase after their dreams with the assurance that they have done everything possible to prepare themselves to succeed.
Make lists. Lots of lists of who you are and who you want to be and the things that you want and the things you will accomplish one day.
Drink a huge cup of something hot.
Wash your sheets and stay in your pajamas.
Pet your dogs and go for a run and make something to eat that needs lots of butter.
Have a lovely day!
xo xo Liz