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Sundays

Sundays are special days. It's the lazy wake up, knowing that I don't have to go to work. It's cooking a breakfast that is indulgent a little, because I don't have the leisure of having it during my work week. It's drinking tea slowly, savouring it sip. Sundays are for staying in my pyjamas all day because it's just so comfortable to lounge around in. It's about having that second cup of tea, while curling up on the lounge infront of the TV. Sundays are for glancing out the window, making pictures in the clouds and looking at the sky change colours. 

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