Cherishing Weekends


Happy weekend things

Seeing a movie or renting a movie with a friend

Cleaning and organizing

Letting the sun shine through the windows

Listening to records + happy music

Taking the time to bake or cook a healthy meal

Resting + closing the eyelids

Driving into the city for your favorite cup of coffee

Exploring Nashville and taking the scenic route home

Stopping by stores you don't go to on a regular basis

Escapes to mom and dad's place

Spending time at the park

Sleeping in

Not having to wash your hair

Taking more time picking out an outfit


And sometimes, breakups are just easier


And sometimes, breakups are just easier

This feels strange. We broke up on Saturday. He got his stuff on Sunday. I felt alone and heartbroken that evening. And the rest of the week? I honestly just kept my mind busy organizing the crap out of the apartment. 

I feel a void, but—in a big way—part of me feels relieved. I didn't know what the future would look like for two people who have little in common. & Now I find myself wondering if I just loved having someone to experience life with. And if that's the case, it's a good thing he was the one to call it quits.

Plus, when your boyfriend no longer wants to be around you + can't deal with who you are as a person + doesn't see you the way you want to be seen + doesn't want to be there for you, then that's a sign that he isn't your human.

And you can walk away knowing that you're better being alone instead of being in a relationship with someone who doesn't want to be with you. Or has potential feelings for his ex wife. So now comes the part where I stop relying on people to feel loved and wanted and fulfilled. STOP.

Maybe before I'm 30, I'll actually get the relationship bit together—the bit where I realize I'm better off not being in one.