Friday Thoughts

So I’ve been thinking . . . Is it so wrong to stay in on the weekend? For so long, I had FOMO when it came to weekends and going out.

So I’ve been thinking . . . Is it so wrong to stay in on the weekend? For so long, I had FOMO when it came to weekends and going out. I filled my calendar with social events so tightly that I barely had time to change outfits. And god forbid if there was more than one cool thing to do on any given day or night. I’d agonize for days about making a decision. Then, once I made a decision, I’d question it over and over again. Maybe I should go to the play instead of the beer festival. It’s only here for a limited run. No, wait, I should go to the beer festival. It might be a beautiful day to be outside. No wait . . . sigh. Trying to figure out which event to go to was creating anxiety that I just didn’t need.

I remember the first Saturday night I didn’t have plans and stayed in. I called a friend and asked, “Am I loser for staying in on a Saturday night?” “No,” she said. But then again, she was staying in too. Maybe we both were losers.

Well, when I finally slowed down and took time for myself, something great happened. I found I actually enjoyed spending time alone. And not only do I enjoy it, I need it. No more FOMO. I’m happy to have a night to myself!

I’ve been reading . . . Just started reading The Martian by Andy Weir. I know, I know, I’m late to the party. But I’m still reading it anyway, and so far I love it. I love the geekiness and science of it. The book brings out my secret fascination with space missions . . . but don’t tell anyone.

I’ve been watching . . . Season 6 of Entourage. Yes, another one where I’m late to the party. But Entourage is not what I’ve been thinking about. (More on that show later.)

I recently spent 11 hours on a flight, and I finally saw Whiplash. Wow! That movie is intense. Makes you wonder how far is too far? Is it really pushing someone to live beyond his/her potential and reach greatness, or is it abuse? No spoilers, just a note that the end kind of blew me away.

I’ve been listening to . . . Chris Cornell’s new album Higher Truth. It’s stripped down and more reminiscent of Euphoria Morning, which I love. He’s still as great as ever—that guy has an incredible voice. The rawness of it gets me every time.

Of course, I love the single “Nearly Forgot My Broken Heart.” “Before We Disappear” reminds me of the classic impassioned Chris Cornell. And the album’s title track “Higher Truth” shows off his talent for beautiful melodies. Check it out!

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