In many ways, more than not, it does not feel like a sunday but like a week day. I am not sure why this is so to me today. Lama Gyurme is singing. I am reading Mingyur Rinpoche's book Turning confusion into clarity more assiduously now. It is a good book and a hard read kind of. It involves practicing meditation too of course. I feel like reading another hermit story after Rinpoche's In love with the world. Maybe I will reread Milarepa's hagiography.