When I was younger, I often felt bad about myself if I didn’t have social plans on a Friday or Saturday night. I felt like it was a sign that I didn’t have good friends or I was missing out on something.
Right now it is 8:54 pm on a Saturday night and I am in my pajamas, in bed with a heating pad and a book.
I want to go back in time and tell my younger self how awesome this can be.