6.29.25: Canceling Plans

You know what nobody talks about? The quiet relief of canceling plans. Not because you hate your friends, but because the idea of getting dressed, commuting, smiling for two hours, and spending money feels exhausting. I used to feel guilty about it. Now I think it's a form of self-preservation. Sometimes your body says no before your brain does. The dopamine hit from a canceled event and a quiet evening alone with a good playlist and zero responsibilities? That’s a luxury. If your soul breathes deeper when you stay in, that’s probably the choice you should make more often.