The Soundtrack to the Movie That Was My Week.

Some weeks feel chaotic, some feel routine, and some—like this one—unfold like a carefully curated soundtrack. Every song, whether intentional or not, felt like it fit the mood of the day, scoring my moments like a movie I didn’t even realize I was starring in.

So here it is: the soundtrack to the movie that was my week.

Sunday – "There She Goes" – The La’s

Sunday felt like a soft reset. Nothing pressing, nothing rushed—just me, floating through the day, feeling like a character in one of those indie films where the sun is always shining, and time moves a little slower.

"There she goes, there she goes again…"

Maybe I was the one going—chasing the start of a new week, even if I wasn’t entirely sure where it would take me. Or maybe I was watching the day slip away, as Sundays tend to do, too fast for me to hold onto. Either way, there was something weightless about the day, like the last few hours of freedom before reality set back in.

Monday – "Say It Right" – Nelly Furtado

Mondays always feel a little off—like I’m supposed to be stepping into a new beginning, but my mind is still tangled in the weekend. "Say It Right" played like the background score to my half-awake self, trying to reclaim focus, trying to find rhythm.

"You either got it, or you don’t..."

Monday felt like searching for something—maybe motivation, maybe clarity, maybe just the energy to get through emails without zoning out halfway through. The day moved in a daze, and I let it.

Tuesday – "Fade Into You" – Mazzy Star

If Monday was slightly off, Tuesday was full-on dreamlike. I walked through my day like I was floating—half here, half somewhere else. Conversations felt distant, thoughts drifted, and the world seemed muted, like I was watching it through a filter.

"I want to hold the hand inside you... I want to take a breath that's true..."

It was one of those days where nothing really happened, but somehow, everything felt significant. The kind of day that makes you nostalgic for something you can’t even name.

Wednesday – "Somewhere Only We Know" – Keane

Midweek hit with an ache—a longing for something familiar, something constant. Maybe it was homesickness creeping in, maybe it was the weight of responsibilities, or maybe I just needed a break from the routine.

"Oh, simple thing, where have you gone?"

The day had a softness to it, like an old memory that comes back when you least expect it. I found comfort in small things—catching up with a friend, a warm cup of tea, revisiting a place I hadn’t been to in a while. It felt like searching for something safe, something steady, in the middle of the week’s chaos.

Thursday – "The Way I Loved You" – Taylor Swift

Thursday had main character energy—a little messy, a little emotional, and a little too introspective for its own good.

"He can't see the smile I'm faking…"

Not necessarily about a person, but about a feeling—realizing that sometimes, the way things used to be isn’t how they are anymore, and that’s okay. Thursday felt like reminiscing, like looking back on past versions of myself and realizing how much has changed.

Friday – "Ceilings" – Lizzy McAlpine

Friday carried the kind of quiet longing that "Ceilings" captures so perfectly—the kind where nothing is wrong, but there’s an underlying feeling of missing something.

"But it's over, then you're drivin' me home..."

Maybe it was just the exhaustion of the week catching up with me. Or maybe it was one of those nights where I let myself feel everything a little too much. Either way, the song fit—soft, heavy, and quietly beautiful.

Saturday – "Put Your Records On" – Corinne Bailey Rae

Saturday was light, easy, and effortless—the exact kind of day that "Put Your Records On" was made for.

"Girl, put your records on, tell me your favorite song…"

I let myself exist without overthinking. No schedules, no expectations. Just good vibes, music, and the feeling of the weekend stretching out in front of me like a deep breath.

If the rest of the week felt like trying to keep up, Saturday was the pause—the reminder that not every moment has to be meaningful. Some days are just good because they are.

Final Thoughts

Every week has a rhythm, a mood, a soundtrack we don’t always notice until we look back. Some weeks are light, effortless, like a song you hum without realizing. Others feel heavier—offbeat, like a track that doesn’t quite fit the playlist but still plays anyway.

Something about this week felt different. Maybe it was the highs and lows hitting at unexpected times. Maybe it was just one of those weeks where nothing felt quite in sync. But I’m learning that’s okay.

Not every week is meant to be a perfect melody. Some weeks are soft and easy, like a slow Saturday morning. Others feel restless, like a song with too many key changes. Some are sweet, some are bitter, some linger longer than we want them to. But at the end of the day, it’s not about how flawless the soundtrack is—it’s about what we take from it, how we listen, and how we choose to move forward.

This was my week in songs. Maybe next week will sound different. Maybe I’ll replay some tracks, skip over others, or find a new melody entirely.

Either way, I’ll be listening.