When you walk into rooms this weekend, may you truly see people rather than wonder what people see in you.

May you love them the way you long for love, listen the way you want to be listened to, and celebrate the moments you have rather than long for the ones you don’t. Breathe in the gift of this day. And if this day is rotten? Hold on to hope for tomorrow.

Enjoy your weekend, friends. Here are some good reads to curl up with (with which to curl up? That sounds so pretentious):