Slow Sunday Scenes: Hope

 

I suppose it was round 10:30 that i finally decided we would not be going out to Scottish Fest; sometimes when you delay, the decision, by default, is made for you. And so it was off to the Village for a slow Sunday that was anything but (given that students at the Colleges have mostly departed for the summer, the market seemed especially crowded and busy).

"...I wanna be high, so high

I wanna be free to know the things I do are right

I wanna be free

Just me, oh babe

Ooh

That's why I'm easy

I'm easy like Sunday morning, yeah...

Easy like Sunday morning, whoa."

(Ritchie)

now is that not easier than driving around a few blocks a few times in the hope of finding a parking spot?