Sunday Introspection

As far as I can remember, I've never liked Sundays.

On Sunday I always feel an uneasy mix of loneliness, boredom and melancholy. Combined, I'm just left wishing it were any other day. It doesn't really make sense. Sundays are a day of rest and should be enjoyed. But for some reason, to me, they always feel sombre. Perhaps it's because I miss the fun times of the weekend and am unenthusiastic for the week to come.

In addition, this morning I woke up feeling anxious after a night of stressful dreams. You know, the disturbing dreams that linger with you for most of the following day... nestling just beneath your conscious thoughts.

I came across this video a while ago and thought today would be an appropriate day to post it here.



After taking that in, I feel I should say a few things. I don't write much on my blog, so this is slightly unusual, but here you have it.

In the past year or so I've become a big believer in letting others know how you feel about them, regardless of your own fear of what they will think of you as a result, for it could mean more to them than you'll ever know. It is sometimes easier said than done... but life is short. Why not give credit where credit is due, so to speak. To all those who check out my blog, I appreciate that you do. To my friends, you are good people and I feel lucky to know all of you. I am grateful for those who I've known for many, many years, and at the same time I'm amazed that I've still been able to find many really special people with each new path I travel. If you want to know exactly what you mean to me in my life, just ask, because you deserve to know.

Life is exciting. Life is hard. Life is stunningly painful, but also painfully stunning. I'm scared, but happy. Anxious but eager. If you have good people around you, that's all you'll ever need. Cheers.