I hated Sundays when I was growing up in Streatham, south London. Everything closed down and stopped.
If the English language made any sense, lackadaisical would have something to do with a shortage of flowers.
I think, as you're growing up, your emotions are just as deep as they are when you're an adult. You're ability to feel lonely, longing, confused or angry are just as deep. We don't feel things more as we get older.

