It throws me for a loop how quickly two years went by, how quickly college went by, and how quickly the days pass in general. I feel like I’m always waiting for the future, to get to Friday, to get to my next day off work, because I believe that those will be “better days.” It’s annoying. I want to make a little bit of every day something to look forward to. I don’t want to wish time away, and I don’t want to slow it down either. I just want to enjoy the days more with the people I love. I want to read books again, and bake, and take day trips. I’m gonna start doing just that.
There are few things in life that make me as happy as new pajamas.
Actually, that’s a complete lie. There are plenty of things in life that make me just as happy as new pajamas make me, but I happen to be wearing new pajamas and I like them so it’s all I can really think about at the moment.