it’s so interesting to me how as a human you could have so much going on in your life but then you sit in your balcony and watch the sunset and suddenly everything kind of doesn’t really matter
a 2-day weekend is actually a 0 -day weekend: saturday is for catching up and sunday is ruined by the pressure of being last. the only True 2-Day Weekend is a 4-day weekend (where the middle two days operate as the proper weekend, free of all baggage)
it is a credit to your character that you do not understand why people do unkind things. so instead of despairing over and picking apart someone’s lack of compassion and consideration towards you, celebrate the fact that yours is abundant enough to never treat people that way.
i was talking to my best friend the other day and i realised the reason why i never run out of things to talk about with her is because i have the liberty and comfort to verbalize the constant stream of thoughts in my head without the fear of being subject to judgement