Me, Myself, and I

Sometimes on nights like tonight, 
I'd rather just stay home.
There's something so great about taking a night off from the rest of the world, and simply doing nothing. Or doing the small things that I feel like I don't get to do as often as I would like to…  like drawing in my sketch book, writing in my journal, reading, blogging, playing my guitar, singing, etc.
I had several opportunities to go hang out with different groups of friends, but I needed a night like this one.
A night where I get to come home to my quiet apartment, pull my hair up in a bun, throw on sweats and a t-shirt, and cuddle up in my electric blanket and have a movie marathon 
while eating Taco Bell and ice-cream. Haha I'm sure you can imagine it.
It's not that I'm grumpy or tired, or that I'm not wanting to socialize, but I thoroughly just enjoy getting away from it all every now and then. :)
Even though these types of nights are pretty insignificant, and will easily be forgotten because there were no lasting memories created, these nights are my favorite.
Nights free from obligations, worry, and stress.
Nights with just… me, myself, and I.

~Sadie Nicole~



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