tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5998984904707608054.post4316221232998811704..comments2023-04-26T09:27:01.636-07:00Comments on Is it a car? Is it a town? No, it's just me.: The So-Called Day of RestAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07725728764068178990noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5998984904707608054.post-18208162732941263232008-09-16T19:09:00.000-07:002008-09-16T19:09:00.000-07:00Sundays make me feel funny too. I miss that I have...Sundays make me feel funny too. I miss that I have very few rituals and traditions in my life. Sundays are a good day to have those things. I was just thinking today that the fact that I own so much stuff prevents me from finding a way to have order and ritual in my life. Not sure how to explain it, but living in the periphery of OCD makes you see the pluses and minuses of ritual and order, makes me even a little bit jealous of it. <BR/><BR/>side note: some of your sentences seem a little less than gramatically correct...a little awkward in terms of smoothness. just a comment with the best of intentions. nice to see your words today.kmackayhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08345486972751504773noreply@blogger.com