The Perfect Saturday For a long time, I thought the perfect Saturday meant being everywhere. Clubs. House parties. Friends’ gatherings. If something was happening, I was there. Call me “Pat” — party all the time. Honestly, it fit. Home was just where I slept, changed clothes, and grabbed something to eat before heading back out. Even after that season slowed down, I didn’t. I was still moving — cleaning something, rearranging something, finding something to do. Sitting still just wasn’t part of the plan. When Everything Shifted About six months ago, something changed. Instead of filling every minute, I started letting a few minutes just be. At first, it felt…
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