Meh. Sunday.

I don't really like Sundays. It gets me somewhat depressed. It's not that typical monotony of a weekend ending and the dread of having to start another drab work week. Not the case for me- I like what I do. I like being a registered nurse. Sundays are just rather 'blah' to me. Maybe it's due to a habit of feeling 'blah' or empty on Sundays since my freshman year in college. You know, fun weekend ends and then you have lectures or exams to look forward to the coming week. Or maybe it's my own subconscious way of telling me I need to get back to going to church to rid the emptiness and "blah." I admit, I haven't been for 2 or 3 years. Not even on Easter or Christmas. Pfft, I just don't know.