It’s Friday but I just don’t feel like doing anything. It pretty much happens all the time. I have to will myself into doing something with friends. I just want to stay home and play GTA San Andreas. I’m lame but it makes me happy.
I always dreamed of leaving this place. Moving away to make new friends and a new start with the one I love. Seeing new places, new adventures, and a different life for my children. Then I fell in love with him, the guy who never ever imagined leaving. The one who wants our kids to grow up doing what he did, and to show me all the things that makes this place special. He made me realize that sometimes you have to stay to understand the beauty in a place you’ve always hated.
Let’s be real for a second: staying home on the weekend is the best. Sure, being a social butterfly has its perks, but being a homebody is so relaxing and cozy. You can sit back and chill, knowing that you don’t have to run from one social obligation to another. Birthday parties, theme parties, dinners… the exhausting weekend list of activities goes on and on. You’re just not into that stuff. To you, there’s nothing like some good quality time with your TV, laptop, and bed (AKA the best friends a girl could have). You may not have a reputation as a party girl, but you’re doing you, which is the most important thing.
Sometimes its easier to go out than to stay home and lay on your couch, because when you stay home and lay on your couch and drink chamomile tea, you have to face the facts. That there are people in this world that you cannot have, but that you still want. That even though your want is selective, when you do select to want that person it feels like you have wanted them forever and will want them forever. This, therein lies the difficulty.