Everlasting Weekend

Dear Weekend,

Please don't go away. 
Stay. 
Forever. 

Thanks. 


Isn't that we are all saying when Sunday night rolls around? I mean, when you think about your greatest moments, they all occur during the weekend. A time when you are so free, you feel like you can fly. There are no fears for what's to come. At least, that's how it is for me. Then again, I am a college student.

The weekend for me always extends into the week though. I try not to let that freedom go. I take care of my responsibilities and then I am back at! But I have always been told I am quite the free-spirit.

That's how I want to live though. Free. I don't ever want anything to hold me back. I want my life to be lived to the max. I want the feeling of random outings. Friends calling me last minute with plans. I want to see everything there is to see. I want to feel everything there is to feel. I mean, what is there to really fear? Nothing.

If I am living a life of fear, then I am simply not living. I don't want to always be regretting the choices that I make. I will make some choices that maybe I shouldn't. But hey! I have to live with it.

I feel like if we all lived our lives like an everlasting weekend, we would all be so much happier. There are always going to be responsibilities, but why can't we be positive about it? We are all so damn blessed it's ridiculous. If we all felt as happy and fearless as we did on the weekends then, shit. Life would be bliss.

It's so strange, because so many people are negative about the things they shouldn't be. And what's the point? Just live life. Be happy. Be free. Be the weekend.