it's okay if you're a little bit jealous that all of your friends are on adventures right now

but also... here's a recipe for Vacation eggs.

I woke up this morning to a series of texts from three of my closest friends — all currently traveling in exotic lands — all sharing their adventures with me and each other while I was asleep.

There were stories of lovers in Sicily. Adventures in Japan. Sunsets in Hawaii.

I don’t usually find myself jealous — and I don’t even know that “jealousy” is the right word for how I felt waking up to all of the excitement in a bed in my home where I live and feel and haven’t left in a thousand years.

I was excited for them OF COURSE. I wanted to hear every detail about every experience. I wanted to look through every photo and hear about every meal. I wanted the start from the beginning — a play by play of wild nights with my friend’s new lover. I wanted an endless stream of stories from the travelogues of friends.

But also…