Lena Dunham Instagram – Ever since I was a little kid I hated Sundays- it wasn’t for the usual “oh no back to school” reasons (Monday is actually my favorite day of the week because everyone revs up and actually matches my level of week long anxiety). It was because of what I couldn’t do- revel in the sun, dig into forced enjoyment, take a day to just… be. My entire life my brain (moving fast, so fast it keeps crashing into walls and doors) and my body (being tackled under waves of illness and discomfort again and again) were fighting each other, a body that needed rest battling a mind that couldn’t comprehend the word. As I got older and more ambitious, burned myself out and revved myself up again and again, this only became more true. And everyone kept saying “just find a little space to chill.” Chill? Chill!? Whose got time to chill when there’s so much to do before we die!? My body is already failing me, I thought, so why give it any extra attention. Well, I stand corrected. I don’t know if it’s age, some ill begotten wisdom or falling into cohabitation with a partner who sees me in profoundly clear and gentle ways but suddenly Sundays look a little different. I (we) lie in bed for reasons other than my bones aching. We ponder in the grass. Sometimes hobbies are pursued. All with the understanding that come Monday, we can go as crazy as we like. Somehow, that lets me breathe. There is music coming from the other room, so I guess I’ll put my phone down and go. Happy Sunday