I think we've already established that Sundays are hard for me now. However, Last Sundays are even worse, and I do not like them. I hatehatehate goodbyes and change, especially when you dump a whole bunch of them on me at once.
So nap time now. Maybe when I wake up I can deal with it, but for now I just want to sleep.
"I think I know how it is to be grown up; it's when you feel how someone feels that isn't you." -Frances Griffiths