sundays

Sundays

Our weeks are pretty regimented. The same stuff on the same days, never any deviation from the plan. Monday to Friday it’s school in the day, homework at night. Saturdays we go to the library in the morning, play boardgames and cards in the afternoon while Dad cooks us fish and chips for dinner.

On Sundays they take us to the woods and leave us there. We can do anything. There’s no one to stop us. Out come the claws, the teeth. Our shrieks and howls scare the pigeons from the trees, scatter the rabbits through the brush. We go wild in there. We lose our minds.

Then back home for bath and bed.

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Notes:

1. Written on January 2nd, 2023

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It was a Sunday

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Notes:

1. Written on 23rd February, 2011
2. I don’t know if that was a Sunday or not
3. But it’s okay
4. As now every day is a Sunday
5. Not that I knew that at the time
6. Also I think this is the last of my old comics
7. That I’ve been republishing
8. Slowly
9. Since accumulation of things started
10. Nearly two years ago
11. Although no doubt there’s hundreds more somewhere
12. Unrepublishable
13. And incomprehensible

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