I spent the long weekend in the city with my dear friends from university whom I haven’t seen in what seems like forever. It was exactly what I needed my long weekend to be.
But now… I think I’m going through city-withdrawal.
Ever since I’ve arrived back in this small town, I’ve been feeling so melancholy. I miss my friends and I miss being in the city – hearing the traffic and seeing people everywhere – now, I feel almost isolated. Despite the peacefulness of living in a small town and having friends that I can hang out with regularly here, I really do prefer the city life.
It was revitalizing to be with friends I had once been inseparable with. We make each other laugh so easily – it was the best stress-reliever to reminisce together and to catch each other up on our lives. At one point, we stayed up until 2am talking that we got so hungry we went to a 24 hour McDonalds for double cheeseburgers, fries, and chicken McNuggets.
Here are a couple of highlights of my weekend:
It’s funny… as I’ve been writing this post and as I’ve been reflecting on each moment, my feelings of melancholy are gradually dissipating. I am actually beginning to feel more grateful about my weekend than I am gloomy that it’s over. I look back now and I am thankful for the people and the events that were a part of it.