Today was a fairly boring day, which I admit I absolutely love. I did dishes, watched the Red Sox beat the Orioles, did a little grocery shopping, and caught up on email. These days are the best because, for me, weekends are supposed to be laid back and peaceful. I don't travel a lot by some people's standards or even take a lot of day trips. There are those who don't understand my joy of sleeping in until the afternoon and lazing around on the couch while the sun is shining. But give me a good book, a good show, a good game, or a good conversation, and I'll have a good time going nowhere. :)
Now, that's not to say I do nothing EVERY weekend. I mean, how boring would I be? But my ideal vacation does not include getting up at the ass crack of dawn, no matter how many new things I would get to see that day. You can always go back, I say, and it's a great excuse to go back.
I think some people may actually miss out on things, simply because they didn't slow down and breathe in the richness of simply being alive. I don't have to go anywhere for that.
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