Sunday and the Chronicles??

Sorry! Dear dear Sunday.

I didn't waste you did I? I had plans and I stuck by it. I spent a good amount of money enjoying you. I went shopping... :) I spent some time reading the newspaper editions that conglomerate publications dutifully put at our doorstep without fail. I thought I'd use you as a medium today to communicate to a very dear friend of mine about relationships.

But all I can do right now at 12.26 am on a Monday morning, dear long-gone Sunday is wait to hit the sack so to speak. For I have a very very very hectic week ahead of me. I need my energies to battle on and win wars.

Well, that's that for the day.

Gypsy Kings is playing on the radio. God! Latino music is so very sensual - I can feel my body moving to a rhythm of its own volition - the music always has me wanting to shed my inhibitions, perhaps be a flamenco dancer seducing her partner on the dance floor. Erotic!

Oh by the way Irf, I have had a song in my head too. I'd like to tell you about it soon.

For now, I'd like to embrace sleep as I have to embrace a new dawn. Soon.

Sigh! Miles to go and promises to keep.