Sundays are easily my favorite day of the week. It is a struggle to live here, every day I watch people struggle for food, water, respect, you name it and these people have to work for it. And while anyone could argue the whole I-love-Sundays is anything but a new revelation, I would just like to emphasis the phrase "taking a load off" takes on an entirely new meaning when you're job is schlepping back an forth from a pueblo in the mountains to a tiny city at the foothill to sell people avocados. The rest that comes on Sunday means so much more to me now. The parks are literally filled with people and talking and laughing.

Somehow it makes the rest of the days of the week seem a little bit easier.