I love Sunday mornings. I love them so much that I don't mind that I am at work during them. There is something about Sundays they seem to just move slower. It feels like everyone is just calm and peaceful. I think it is because we all grew up with this thought that Sunday is time for family, big meals, and getting ready for the next week. I find that I am very optimistic and by Friday I hate life. Anyway I am very grateful for Sundays and the feeling they give me.
Can everything be explained by logic and science?