This weekend seemed like a dream. It was one of those weekends that people always tell you your twenties are about. It was filled with Citi biking, wine glasses, homemade dinner and Central Park strolls, each filled with girl talk and laughter. Nothing will ever beat a night in with a bottle of wine, brainstorming blog posts in journals and listening to Volcano Choir with a best friend. Those kinds of nights are definitely the ones I cherish the most. And as the weekend rolled into the work week, I feel a simple peace with myself that enlightened confidence.
What are the nights that bring out the best of yourself? While you think of the times that will always spark a smile, watch and listen to the beauty that is Comrade.
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