A Missed Day

So today, I really did not take a single picture today so I wonder what the punishment ought to be? A personal story? Some observation? I will take suggestions...

But Sunday was a good day, at least by the end of the day. I started it off not feeling well, still a bit tired from Friday night/Saturday morning's long conversation. Sunday afternoon/evening, watching football (and against the Cowboys), drinking beer and talking about relationships and life... It was the kind of Sunday that we all need. There are always unexpected aspects to every moment and we need to always be open to them.