just found an old sketchbook buried in a box and opened it to see these drawings from college i forgot even existed. i was so sure they were gone forever but it’s like a glimpse back into that creative freedom i thought i lost, feeling like maybe that part of me can come back, like a sigh of relief and also kind of just wow.
i found an old paint set while cleaning and it just hit me how much i used to love art. now i just scroll through my contacts feeling like i lost my creativity somewhere along the way.
was in this meeting trying to sound smart and totally mixed up “sustainable” with “sustained” so now everyone thinks i have no idea what i am talking about. all i can think is what if they tell everyone in the break room and i become the laughing stock of the office.
was in this meeting trying to sound smart and totally mixed up “sustainable” with “sustained” so now everyone thinks i have no idea what i am talking about. all i can think is what if they tell everyone in the break room and i become the laughing stock of the office.
yaar, matlab samjho na, it's like when you realize you spent the whole day in a meeting about meetings, और जब सब खामोश हो जाते हैं तो तुम सोचते हो कि कोई समझता नहीं क्या, literally, mein kya kar rahi hoon, life is hard.