After turning in a giant assignment for school last night, I decided that today, Saturday, I will just do things that I like. I slept in, I went to the gym, I made eggs and waffles for breakfast, and then I read this. I stumbled across the article from Cup of Jo, one of my favorite reads.
It's a love story. For the past few months I've stayed away from love stories. They still feel too implausible after one day being in love, and the next day having that taken away. But lately, I've started to have a bit of hope. I've been spending time working on myself. Arranging the pieces in my life in a way that is pleasing to me, so that when the time is right I'll be ready.
Read the article. I don't want to spoil it for you, but I think if you have ever had a crush or an amazing love story that just wasn't quite right, you'll feel this deep in your bones. I know I did.
With hope, today I go shopping for date clothes.