I remember Saturday nights

4 Oct

I remember when Saturday night meant drinks and dinner. And snogging and sex. And feeling like the luckiest person in the world.

I had a great day today. Swimming, yoga, catching up with friends, quick massage. Now I’m sitting waiting for the X Factor to come on, debating whether or not to eat the Krispy Kreme I bought on a whim earlier. It’s not the same kind of Saturday at all. I walked home past all the bars in Dalston tonight, and all the couples sitting outside doing, well, exactly what we used to do.

But I’m not crying tonight. I’m looking forward to seeing a friend tomorrow. I’m feeling good after yoga. I’m doing OK.

I don’t feel like the luckiest person in the world. But I do feel like a better, stronger person than the girl who believed that she was. And the girl who broke last year.

It is impossible for me to put it as poignantly or fantastically as this dude. My second favourite (Lauren Platt being my first) in this year’s X Factor. Enjoy.

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4 Responses to “I remember Saturday nights”

  1. plf1990 October 4, 2014 at 8:08 pm #

    You’re doing so well xx

  2. intothebeauty October 21, 2014 at 8:53 pm #

    Hi. I missed you. I’m back. That is all ❤ xox

    • aprileb October 23, 2014 at 5:14 pm #

      Lara!!!! Hi!!!! I missed you too. I owe you an email. Just read your post. Wow. Sounds like life is fabulous. I too am bitten by the fitness bug and live that going into work feeling smug thing. So happy to hear your world is treating you well x

      • intothebeauty October 28, 2014 at 2:58 pm #

        Aww thank you love! I’ve got to catch up on your life a bit. I’ve been peeking here and there but some serious catch up work is to be done! Glad to be back!

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