Friday Nights
..mean a whole lot different to me now. I used to look forward to Fridays because it would be the time when I’m able to go out but now I look forward to it so I can sleep until Saturday. I go so hard on weekdays and it is so draining that I don’t mind even mind anymore that my Friday nights are spent chilling by myself and wasting away as opposed to usually going out to dinner or the occasional drinks. Even as I write this entry on a Friday night (midnight just struck to Saturday) I’m perfectly at peace listening to Iron & Wine’s Such Great Heights followed by Elliot Smith’s Whatever (Folk Song in C) because these are my go-to songs of happy melancholy loneliness solitude, if you know what I mean. Goodness gracious, how old am I? We’re halfway through the year and once again time is going by too fast. The past 2 weekends have been spent going out with friends, drinking (soju bombs are my newfound love) and lots …