Reading: Border Crossings
Good plans this weekend: finishing up one DA story, starting a new Halloween themed one, pottery with my best friend tomorrow, and football all Sunday. Wow, I thought I was supposed to relax on the weekends. But I've found that doing what I enjoy instead of what I'm expected to do makes me much happier...shocking I know.
But...it seems like most of the people around me never have time to do what they WANT, only what they need to do, what others expect them to do, even outside of work. I guess I'm lucky in one way in that I don't have kids or a significant other right now so I can focus on me. Others, well they have others who count on them, rely on them, need them for all sorts of things. So they have to sacrifice a bit of themselves, give up their own wishes sometimes, to make those relationships work, even if it might sometimes feels like all the giving is on their side and the taking on the other.
Maybe I'm just a pessimist, or maybe I'm selfish, to enjoy so much the freedom I have and not want to change by adding anyone else to my life. Some people look at me and ask why don't have a BF or want kids. It's funny how saying "I just don't want them right now" make people scratch their heads or like at me with a mixture of pity and disbelief. I tell myself they just don't get it, that they made their own choice so long ago they don't remember what it was like to be so unencumbered and free of the obligations and expectations of others.
Then I think...maybe I'm the one missing something?