Monday, November 14, 2005

Sunday Shouting

Sundays are blah to me, why can't we have an extra Saturday? Yet Saturday isn't much better, people doing their shopping at the same time, collective activity, no premuim on Individual thought. Invading the town centre like a consumerist army.

It's fair to give the mundane its beautiful due (John Updike) on occasion, but uniform mundanity is too much. I Suppose the days, regardless of their names are what you make of them, and I make little. Well, there went Sunday.

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