Sundays Yawn!

Sundays! As a a jobless person, one would refer to everyday as a Sunday.. But I cant decide how I feel about Sundays. Sunday mornings in our apt are typically cozy, I wake up much later than my boyfriend, who is up and awake on Sunday mornings, all clean shaven, shiny and smelling like his Oak Body wash which i <3. I wake up to him working on his laptop, smoking a cigarette and it is right then, when I crave a cup of tea the most. As the day proceeds we both start getting duller. He gets sad about going to back to work the next day and I am overcome by maddening anxiety about my own unemployment. Sundays evenings mark the end of the week (unlike the beginning for many), for me its only the end of yet another week being wasted and things still being the same and time running out!

View from the Basin Park Balcony Bar

Alright my life isn't really that bad, this weekend was aahmazing, I shopped, watched a ton of really good movies (Lost in Translation, Hurt Locker and the fall), Drank peach Absoulut Vodka with OJ, smoked a strawberry cigar, ate kickass Indian food and had a 1 hour long amusing discussion with Nikhil comparing life to the Bigg Boss show where he said, " Big Boss like life has poetic justice". So for now I'm embarking on a new week, with new perspective and new positivity which has been bursting within me lately. I'm also planning a huge romantic weekend with Nikhil to Eureka Springs where we have booked a cute lil jacuzzi suite at the Basin Park and being the hippie place it is, I will dress to my hippiest, drink coffee at the artist colony, buy silver trinkets and will post my hippie pics with my shiny new dslr! which is another exciting thing to look forward to this week. So until then a really hippie peace out to all you lovelies :-*