Duty, Desire, and Delight
I jump out of bed eagerly anticipating the day. It is early and my only day off in a six-day workweek filled with the obligation of my job. Today is Sunday, and I can choose between duty and desire. Today I am not governed by the clock. Today I can read for as long as I want the books that beckon for space in my spare margins. And today there is time to pour out words like water from my soul. I may do some of these things later today, but that is not why I have jumped from my bed eager to start my day.