Sunday Morning

Every sunday, I have my computer alarm clock wake me up to Maroon 5's "Sunday Morning." I don't have anything to relate to the song lyrics what so ever, but something about the music just puts me in a good mood for the day. Sundays I usually go have breakfast at my sister-in-laws or my mother's and I see my young nephews. Then, I might do some shopping, and then come home to relax, vying that I did all my laundry and cleaning on Saturday. Music is really powerful to me for some reason, but I'm not sure it's not supposed to me. I wonder, would my days be the same without my "soundtracks?"