I had a relatively normal weekend, going to the cinema and discussing Batman-related stuff with my SO.
We had been actively apartment hunting for all the weekends before, where we treated every house visitation as a date night of sorts. We found the perfect apartment, had our hearts set on it, decided to sleep on it one night, and were scooped the next morning by another couple. Heartbroken. Putting the search of pause for now, and deciding to just enjoy our time together.
Bittersweet afterthought: Do you ever just look at the world sometimes and think, "it does not need to be like this." ?