Weekends always seem to go by in a flash. You go out, you sleep in, and suddenly that list of activities you planned to do in these two days seems less and less feasible.
The projects you wanted to accomplish, the people you wanted to see, the places you wanted to go… you realize that perhaps your eyes were a tad big for your stomach. My advice: pick one thing. Focus your weekend around one event, whether big
or small, and let everything else happen as it does.
There exists a quaint town just about 45 minutes outside of Philadelphia, where life goes slowly. Cute, mystical shops line the tiny streets, and there are little treasures to be found in each one. This past weekend, I ventured out with a small group of friends. We shopped, we ate, we wandered… meandering the streets, cold feet and all, taking on that slow weekend pace that this town seems to keep so well.
Slowing the pace is good for the soul.
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