“In life you will realize that there is a purpose for everyone you meet. Some will test you, some will use you and some will teach you. But the most important are the ones who bring out the best in you, respect you and accept you for who you are. Those are the ones worth keeping around.”—(via jenini)
Last night was the first Saturday night off I’ve had in a while. As a server, weekends don’t really exist - so any time I get to have a night off on a weekend without requesting it is amazing. I had every intention of taking advantage of the night and tackling this never-ending laundry list I created for myself - but then I got home and didn’t leave my room once.
I’m generally a pretty happy person. I always try to stay positive and look on the bright side, even in the worst of situations - but last night I just really needed to be sad. I have it in my head that if I’m too happy for too long, I become unbalanced. I need a bad day every now and then to keep me from going insane. Last night, I cried for hours because I needed a bit of release. I needed to get out this bad mojo from my system so that I could go back to “normal”. Sometimes you just need to do absolutely nothing, watch a sad movie, and just fucking cry your eyes out until you can’t anymore. It’s seriously amazing what a good cry can do for one’s soul ;) ha.
I cannot wait until snow is no longer a possibility in the forecast. Although living in New England, I should probably say “I cannot wait until snow is probably most likely definitely but almost maybe not a possibility in the forecast”, because who can REALLY predict the weather here in NE? Every day is a mystery.
This winter has dragged on for far too long. I’m ready to utilize the large majority of my wardrobe (which mostly consists of dresses, skirts, and other articles that don’t require me to cover every square inch of my body) that has been forced to sit in my closet, crying, while I pay more attention to my sweaters and my pants.
Also, starting in May, I am going to have TWO DAYS OFF A WEEK. I can’t tell you the last time I had actual permanent days off. I’ve been juggling school / internships / multiple jobs for at least 4 years, so on days off from one job, I’d be at another job or school - working constantly, seven days a week. BUT NOW I HAVE A CHANCE TO BREATHE. AND DO NOTHING. AND BREATHE.