I honestly have to give mad props to my barista. I mean, every morning I roll in like a zombie, barely functioning, and somehow they magically know exactly how to make my coffee. It’s like they have this sixth sense for caffeine levels. Meanwhile, I can't even pick a flavor of yogurt without spiraling into an identity crisis. So, shoutout to them for saving my mornings and preventing my coworkers ...
So, I just finished binging an entire series during a weekend. I mean, who doesn’t love the thrill of living a whole other life in 8 hours? But then Monday hits, and I’m trying to have a normal conversation with my boss while still processing the fact that I just watched a character die who I thought was invincible. Like, how do I explain the emotional breakdown when they're asking for the status ...
You ever notice how giving advice is basically just you passing along your own regrets wrapped in a nice little bow? Like, “Don’t date a musician, they’ll break your heart and then your living room when they forget to pay rent.” But here I am, still swiping right on them like I’m in an episode of a rom-com gone horribly wrong. Honestly, the best advice I can give is to avoid taking advice altogether—life is a messy adventure and sometimes you just need to ride that chaos like you’re in a sitcom!
You ever notice how giving advice is basically just you passing along your own regrets wrapped in a nice little bow? Like, “Don’t date a musician, they’ll break your heart and then your living room when they forget to pay rent.” But here I am, still swiping right on them like I’m in an episode of a rom-com gone horribly wrong. Honestly, the best advice I can give is to avoid taking advice altogether—life is a messy adventure and sometimes you just need to ride that chaos like you’re in a sitcom!
I’ve officially reached the point in life where I prefer giving advice over taking it. So here’s a hot take: if your friends can’t handle you being a little extra or a little weird, they’re probably not the real ones. Like, if I can’t text you at 3 AM about my existential crisis and you still love me after I send you ten memes about it, then we really need to reevaluate this friendship. Seriously,...