I couldn't stop humming Ordinary by Copeland today. Haven't listened to it in a while. Ordinary Sundays anchor my week. It is hugging my favourite girls and abusing my favourite boys, it is being swarmed by weekend parents, it is home. It is taking naps on long bus rides, spacing out to army talks, and over ordering at our favourite restaurants. It is walking aimlessly under the sun, it is dinner at weekend homes, it is napping and watching movies on weekend beds. I love you all so much. Thank you for being in my very ordinary life.