So I’ve been thinking of things to do. I’m single again (9 months or so now). I have to plan waaaay in advance to get friends to do anything more than a night out.
So I got to thinking about this past summer and the trips I took.
I started realizing that the ones I took alone have much greater memories for me than any I took with friends.
Then I got to thinking about the times I’ve just gone off alone to some new city/place for whatever reason and find those memories stand out best too.
So now I’m no longer bored but instead kind of excited trying to think of all the places I plan to go, no longer waiting for friends to get the time/money to join me.
I have no idea why I’m sharing this. I guess I just feel good at the moment thanks to my revelation.