It’s Friday night again. A mix of emotions. I wish I wanted to go out and do something fun, but am honestly grateful that the baby called it an early night and is sleeping soundly (for now). I’m tired, exhausted really. And emotionally drained. There were moments this evening where I savor we the snugly coziness of our new normal on a Friday night. The soft music playing on Spotify and the baby coos and smiles. There were also moments where I caught a glimpse of my old self and wished I would go for a long drive alone, with the music turned way up and no real destination in mind.
The new normal is a slew of contradictions. I want to go but stay. I want to sleep but stay up. I want company but I want to be alone.
Joyful Striving 