This is an album I've never heard of, but the title seemed apropos.
In my working life (you know, like last week) Sundays were always a mixed blessing. Mornings were peaceful and serene, afternoons filled with errands, and a home-cooked meal for family and/or friends in the evening. As soon as the dishes were done, a vague sense of dread would descend as I pondered everything I had to do in the coming week at work. I've never slept well on Sunday nights. I wonder if it will be different now. All I have to do tomorrow is take the car in for service. On Tuesday, I'm lunching in Kansas City with college chums. Wednesday is wide open. There's a facial with my daughter on Thursday and a hair appointment on Friday. Yep, tonight I should sleep like that bare naked baby.