recharging

I just laid in my bed for 2 1/2 hours doing nothing productive because I could.
I love the feeling of doing whatever I want.
Could I be studying for the GRE? Yeah.
Do I want to? Not right now.
I take school way seriously and burnt myself out last semester.
I chose to work hard and I got good grades so it's not the worst thing ever, but winter break has been so healthy for me.
All I do is spend time with people I care about, crush on boys, and listen to music.
This song is one of my new guilty pleasures.

The music video disgusts me, super trashy.
But I love when it comes on the radio.
Also, I still love Dia Frampton's new album.

The past few days I have felt really good about myself and about my life.
Not because I'm prideful, or because I think my life is perfect.
I just feel really satisfied with who I am.
I have direction in my life.
I believe in myself and the things I can accomplish.
I don't need to be in the same place as other people because I'm not other people.
It all goes back to what I was saying about me laying on my bed for 2 1/2 hours.
I do what I want.

If I want to spend time with great people, I can be brave and call them.
If I want to get butterflies from talking to a cute boy, I can text him.
If I want to eat salad for dinner, I can get it out of the fridge.

Yeah, I'm finding joy in the little things.