A weekend where 'nothing is decided yet' is full of possibilities

Friday morning.

I suddenly look at my smartphone calendar and notice that
my schedule for Saturday and Sunday is completely blank.

I feel a momentary panic, thinking,
'Wait, I have no plans at all,'

but when I think about it for a moment—.

A weekend with no plans means
that 'time that belongs to no one but me' is left completely intact.

I think that this

is actually something
incredibly luxurious.

A blank weekend is a 'canvas of white space'

For example,

・Reading that book I started all at once from the morning with a cup of coffee

・Going for a walk to a cafe a little further away

・Trying out a recipe I've always wanted to attempt

Precisely because there are no set plans,

there is the freedom to start something on a whim
without anyone blaming you.

Time spent listening to

my own 'I want to try this'
rather than for someone else
is something I think is really wonderful.

Excitement is fun because it's 'just ahead'

It is said that 'looking forward to something'


is more exciting in the 'imagination before it happens'
than when it actually occurs.

So this morning,

if you just take a little time
to think, 'What shall I do this weekend?',

at that very moment,
the excitement has already begun.

Even without plans, the future is in motion

Even without big plans,

just by thinking 'something might happen',

the weekend
becomes a slightly special time.

A weekend where nothing is decided yet is
a canvas of white space
that you can color however you like.

What kind of colors
will you add today?

Thank you for reading again today🌱

If you'd like, please share how you enjoy your weekends
in the comments.