In the Boston area, there’s been a lot of discussion recently about the healing power of Boston sports teams. Yesterday, I saw some of that myself when I accompanied my boyfriend to a game.
It was an absolutely beautiful day, and it felt really great to be surrounded by so many people who were so happy to be at the ballpark. Usually, I get pretty antsy since the baseball games last so long, but the positive energy was so strong and so appreciated, and it felt like “getting away” for a little bit. I sat next to my guy, relaxed into the experience, and just enjoyed.
Plus, I had an excuse to eat tons of peanuts (ballpark peanuts are seriously the best) and a giant pretzel. What’s not to love?
On a completely different note, I randomly found this blog for book nerds. I haven’t had a chance to check it out closely but I love the intent: How Great Literature Can Change Your Life.