Sweeter

Do not say, "Why were the old days better than these?" For it is not wise to ask such questions.

Choosing

Isaiah 43, verse 18.

The seventh Day

Not like one is overtly ambitious, but every Sunday seems to have something big going on. And it is not because its Sundaey. Nor is it a coincidence, for the stellar constellations to have some chemistry together. Nor is it because it is Sunday, everything is to be leaved (planned) on a Sunday. [Eg "leftover" birthdays, occassions, etc.] 


Nor is it because one is particularly sensitive, trying to hound and link something to this day like some kind of centripetal force. With the use of false positives. (More the merrier) sampling. 


Once falling the slot of a Sunday, the 7 day lapse curse astrological pattern seems to hit it, the next event also comes on a Sunday.


Some years also happen to be like this. Sun-loving (heliophilic) etc 2005. 


Twenty-eleven
9/10/11- Water baptism
6/11/11- Hari Raya Haji
25/12/11- Christmas
1/1/12- New Year's Day


Twenty-twelve
22/1/12- 年除夕 (reunion dinner)
19/2/12- Spiritual birthday
4/3/12- "Silver plate" Anniversary
1/4/12- April Fool's 
8/4/12- POP
13/5/12- Mother's day
20/5/12- Supernatural Sunday




By the seventh day God had finished the work he had been doing; so on the seventh day he rested from all his work.

Waking up with a silver time in one's mouth

One never really engaged in an alarm clock. It was routinely people, and not things which woke one up.

If there were a supernatural function, it would be the biological clock. For some days with a schedule to anneal to, one would set an alarm for the next day. For example 9.15, yesterday. Today one slowly faded into consciousness and into the morning's light, and upon first impression looked at the digital clock's parameters. 9.14. Another minute to activation.

It was the same yesterday. 9.10, when the clock was set at 9.12 a.m. So was the day before, 6.18, when the clock was 6.20. It was like instead of insomnia, there was this other physiological disorder.