Is there anything better than a cool fall night with a glass of wine and an especially soft blanket? Or an early morning weekend breakfast with cheesy eggs and bacon? For me, it might just be the solace of knowing that I don’t have to wake up at the crack of dawn to catch a bus into New York City for two days in a row.
This has been one hell of a week. Regardless of who you voted for, surely no one expected this outcome. The reaction, the overall sense of eeriness that has fallen over the country, the fear of what’s to come. But we’re striving forward, right? We’re moving, we’re organizing and protesting, we’re pushing on with our lives as only we can. And most of all, we’re going to take the opportunity to make the most out of this weekend. Because frankly, I think we deserve it.
The exhaustion is real. Physically, emotionally. The whole darn everything.
Saturday morning can’t come fast enough.
So, what do I have planned?
Nothing. Absolutely nothing and I couldn’t be more excited. I haven’t had a free weekend since before I moved back from Florida and I am ready to sleep in, stuff a bagel in my mouth, and maybe do a little self-reflection. Writing, reading, anything to take the unease in me and put it toward something good. Something helpful. I don’t want to lose this momentum, but self-care needs to take a priority, too.
So, to ease into this rarity of a free weekend I’ve put together a playlist that I think expresses the overall feeling that’s been lingering in me since Tuesday night. If you like it, give it a follow and check out the other playlists we’ve put together so far.