literally just spent three hours trying to assemble this stupid bookshelf from that store because मुझे नहीं पता था कि चीजें इतनी जटिल हो सकती हैं, और अब बस रुक गया हूँ यहाँ चुपचाप सोचते हुए कि क्या कभी भी कुछ ठीक से होगा.
sat on the floor of my tiny studio with takeout boxes scattered, 40 feels weird when you watch friends posting about promotions and homes while i am still surrounded by peeling paint and a 20 dollar pizza. tried to turn up the volume on a show but even that felt empty, like nothing is for me anymore.
i thought for sure the garden would be a disaster, like all my attempts at growing anything, but somehow these tomatoes are thriving and i can’t stop smiling. that one tiny win in my day made all the dread from the past week feel so small, just can’t believe it worked out this time.
i thought for sure the garden would be a disaster, like all my attempts at growing anything, but somehow these tomatoes are thriving and i can’t stop smiling. that one tiny win in my day made all the dread from the past week feel so small, just can’t believe it worked out this time.
woke up this morning and the house was filled with that sickly sweet smell of burnt toast—had no idea how long the smoke detector was blaring. just stared at the ceiling thinking how the real work starts after all the chores are done and the kids are fed and what’s left of the day is just trying not to drown in it all.