With the lack of a dreamful mentality, I am only able to come up with a simple sentence of "Today is Sunday." Which of course it is but the significance of it seems so dull. What exactly are Sundays? A time of worship, relaxation, and blah blah blah.
I remember as a child going to grade school I would dread Sundays. Sundays to me represented the end of such an amazing weekend and the beginning of such a xeroxed week of five particular days, which made no sense at all but moving on. Where we're moving onto? We never knew we only knew that as soon as Friday was there we would be freed from such a copied state of mind.
Now, during these present Sundays we try to will our way through it. Finding the most obvious of things to do. Awe, the google. The most amazing tool which has ever hit modern day life. A household word, as if I were to cook or clean, I will "google". Possibly one of my favorite past times on a very wet Sunday. Google.
How lost can one be to try to find his life through a search engine in words and words built upon simple mathematics and ideas?
We're just all over the page on this one. Jumping from topic to topic trying to discover the means to a means.
"Screw this I think i'll go google something." - Ryan
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