Sunday has increasingly become the busiest day of the week around here. The only difference this weekend was that instead of people coming to our house, we went out. Consequently, I'm tired.I don't feel like being creative, I don't feel like working and I don't feel like writing. I want to close the blinds, curl up on the bed and live vicariously through other people on telly, people like Anthony Bourdain. But even he might be too energetic for me today.
