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After Mass this morning, Maria called. She's auditioning for a new play, and needed a stunning costume. Of course, Maria will settle for nothing but the best. She's had to take what was given for so long, that when she came to New York, she vowed to settle for nothing but the best. I spent the greater half of my afternoon pinning and sewing on an elaborate renaissance gown. By the time I was finished, my nap time had long since passed. I stepped out onto my small terrace, and looked down into the busy streets. Even on Sunday, the city doesn't stop.

I remember back home, for years Sunday was a day of rest. No one went shopping, much less worked on a Sunday. Oh how times have changed. We're constantly on the go. We don't take the time to go to church, spend time with our family, or even ourselves. We're just too busy. I felt so good taking a few minutes for me. Sitting in the sunshine, breathing in the fresh, er, well, air, felt good. It felt good not to do anything, but exist for a few moments- to be one with my environment.

The moment was interrupted by a phone call. I reluctantly went into my apartment to see if who was on the other end was worth leaving my peaceful moment. Was it worth it? Absolutely. My day had just gotten even better.