Weekends now worth a lot to me. The space to rest and let go of all the things that tires me through the week.
I want to meet all my friends, I want to have fun and go around all weekend. Especially that I rarely go out on weekdays anyway.
But, honestly, I just want to feel refreshed on Monday morning, and going out every day and night on the weekend is certainly not the recipe for that.
I guess this is part of trying to be a responsible adult.
Written on a Saturday night, with me feeling tired as fuck on my bed and not looking forward to being sick on Monday