Sunday rituals

There’s something special about Sunday morning. Whether it’s waking up to the fact that I could turn over and go back to sleep if I want or knowing that I have the freedom to do anything I want for 24 measly hours, I love the freedom of Sunday mornings.

When I was younger, Sunday morning was filled with the hustle and bustle of going to church with the family and the obligatory fraternization with my fellow sleep-in deprived peers. Nothing particularly wrong with that, but I’ve changed my Sunday ritual over the past few years I’ve been in college.

Reading has always been an enjoyable past time of mine. There’s just something irresistible about getting lost in a great book and the never-ending quest for that next great book. Going to Barnes & Noble on a Sunday morning has become my Sunday ritual. Whether studying, lost in my book-of-the-moment, curious about a book I heard was noteworthy or just feeling lucky and grabbing something randomly, I can always shelve the everyday troubles of real life to get lost in a book, if even only for a few hours.

Even now, some people don’t understand the appeal of reading and see it as something to be endured, not enjoyed. To those naysayers, I say to keep reading. There is something out there that you will enjoy reading, whether it’s magazines, sports biographies, mysteries or a good romance novel [which no one should knock until they’ve read at least one]. And, as in the photo I took earlier today, reading can be enjoyed by anyone, of any age, of any relation to each other.

Barnes & Noble may not be a holy place by any definition, but I think that the feelings and possibilities generated when one is surrounded by books can definitely be termed religious.


  1. I know exactly what you mean! I wish I had more time to read… it is absolutely one of my favorite things to do, and it’s hard for me to understand why people don’t enjoy it so much. You must be right – they obviously aren’t reading the right things!

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