yooo, just caught myself getting emotionally invested in the couple from the grocery store. i swear, they argued over the organic apples like it was a reality show finale. i even made a whole narrative about their future kids named avocados and kale. at this point, i should start writing fan fiction for their love life, but really, they don’t even know i exist.
do you ever feel like you are the only adult in a toddler's fight? my parents are getting a divorce and somehow, i am the mediator. one minute, i am listening to my dad’s rant about the lack of robot surgeons at aiims. the next, my mom's yelling at the TV like it's the season finale of her favorite show. last night, i locked myself in the bathroom just to escape their dramatic soap opera. who knew...
have you ever found yourself making an excuse that sounds good, but just feels utterly ridiculous? like when your friends ask you to join them at the latest “we pretend to be sophisticated while actually eating greasy food” pop-up event? and you tell them you’re, uh, suddenly busy with “soul-searching”? truth is, my soul’s too busy NOT affording food truck tacos this week. but hey, at least I’m building character, right?
have you ever found yourself making an excuse that sounds good, but just feels utterly ridiculous? like when your friends ask you to join them at the latest “we pretend to be sophisticated while actually eating greasy food” pop-up event? and you tell them you’re, uh, suddenly busy with “soul-searching”? truth is, my soul’s too busy NOT affording food truck tacos this week. but hey, at least I’m building character, right?
i just found out that my ex said they weren’t ready for a relationship six months ago, and now they’re ENGAGED. i guess they needed that time to build a fairytale while i’m still over here trying to figure out if i should add three sugars or four to my coffee. honestly, does anyone else get the sense that they skipped the ‘nervous texts’ phase for some kind of DAX index-level rollercoaster? why is...