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Morning Stories: the Sunday hush

The quiet, nagging thoughts and the need for rest.

Anna Maria Boland
Jan 8
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The village is still asleep. Only the moon, the farmer, me and the hare hopping through the field behing my house are awake. Or so it feels. I’m always pleased when I wake up early on a Sunday. I like this quiet time. The Sunday morning hush.

Something is pushing at the back of my mind. A nagging thought, maybe an idea. An emotion pressing on my chest. Or maybe something’s calling to me, I just can’t decifer the message yet.

There are so many things I want to do, but today I also don’t want to be doing anything. It was a strange week and the next one will be filled to the brim. I think I will give in to the need of rest, to the feeling of not doing a thing. The next chance for a day completely to myself will be next Sunday. Not my standard way of operating.

How was your first week of January?

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