A perfect Sunday begins with a fresh fruit shake, sunny side up egg, bacon and newly cooked rice. Or even better, a tsokolate e drink, tinapa, tomatoes, hot pandesal, salted eggs and a plate of rice. Mix that with the Sunday newspaper by the rocking chair after a full tummy, and the day becomes even more perfect.
Your bed is even colder, or so you imagine, magnetizing your body every minute of the day. You instantly grab a copy of a forgotten pocketbook, and you drift into a wonderland. Ahh Sunday, the time when you finally find the time for yourself.
A sea of piled movies line up your sight and you try to watch it one by one. Or if not in the mood, you dust off your things while listening to old school radio. You hum and dance at the same time, feeling good about yourself for no reason.
And then the smell of a freshly homecooked meal prepares you for a battle. You eat like there's no more tomorrow. And you end up just like how you started the day -- in bed like a fat cat rubbing her big stomach!
You resist going to the mall or do something worthwhile. You avoid driving since it gets shocking to see deserted roads and frustrating fighting behind a lazy driver still in their heavely siestas fighting a measly 4 kilometers per hour. You turn down parties and reunions, suffocated by the thought of the same faces and routine you'll come face to face with in the long days ahead.
Instead, you take a walk while savoring the moment, or stop by an old friend for a joke and chismis. And after hitting satisfied exhaustion, you decide to be beguiled by the afternoon entertainment news.
You simply don't check the time, or the date. All that matters is that it is Sunday, the line that draws a refreshing start from heaven's end. The day you dread the sunset, or even worse, the night time when you prepare for another dose of routinary stress. And the moment you're about to take your rest, you unexpectedly realize that you're getting old.
But yes, you pray that time slows down until you finally leave your own nest. Oh Sunday, you wish it was forever.
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