On a Sunday I Feel

Sad

There is something about Sunday nights that makes me feel sad.

Maybe it's knowing that the weekend is over and that come tomorrow I will have to work for the next five days.

Maybe it is the idea that Sunday nights in the past were spent with friends and family. While at Biola, my friends and I would gather in a room, work on the homework we still needed to get done and just relax.

Or perhaps it is the fact that its been raining all day and the rain makes me sad.

I don't know why the rain makes me sad, it always has.

When it's raining, all I want to do is to sit in the chair on Oregon Way, while a nice warm fire flickers before me.

All I want in that moment is to be in my bed, laying peacefully, in my bed listening to the rain.

I just want this place to feel more like home.

It is a mixture of all those things that contribute to my sadness on this Sunday night.