Wishy washy

It is only Monday, but I already feel like the week is going to go by without notice. We'll spend minutes and hours and days with one another and yet we won't notice, won't remember anything significant or good. We'll go through the motions: welcome neighbors, write sermons, run errands and then the week will be over and we'll have wished we'd done things differently. We'll have wished for alone time, nap time, creative time, an inspiring experience, a good meal, something beautiful...and the week will have been over and the time is past. On to another week.

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