Sundays are a great day. In one of my stories, they are the center of a ritual within a relationship. In my life, they are quickly becoming a day of leisure, especially as I return (temporarily) to working. Sundays are a day of relaxation as they should be. Today my Sunday will be a day of cooking, preparing for the work week, sipping tea, and watching an old black and white movie. The only thing missing is the rain. However, I live in Oregon. If I wait five minutes, I could get some rain.
What do you love about Sunday? Be vivid in the details of sight, sound, color, tastes, feelings and so on. If you don't love Sunday, why? What makes Sunday so unpleasant? What day do you prefer?