i just realized i have this weird habit of getting really into deep conversations with baristas like they care about my existential dread. last week, i talked about the meaning of life while waiting for my drink, and the guy just stared at me like i was the weirdest person he ever met.
last night was a total mess, like, i'm still shaking a little because i just sat there watching a random documentary about cereal while my phone buzzed, like all this random anxiety while the world spins and i didn't even notice the missed call until hours later. now, every time i think about it, it's like an endless loop of what ifs and it just hurts, you know?
was watching this stupid show and thought about how much i hate my insurance but then realized my friend called and now it feels like everything is just pointless like how did i let myself forget to check in and what even is the point of anything really when life just keeps throwing these curveballs and here i am watching a dumb romcom pretending it means something.
was watching this stupid show and thought about how much i hate my insurance but then realized my friend called and now it feels like everything is just pointless like how did i let myself forget to check in and what even is the point of anything really when life just keeps throwing these curveballs and here i am watching a dumb romcom pretending it means something.
so my car broke down and i was sure it was going to cost me my whole paycheck but turns out the mechanic just had to tighten a belt or something and it was like the weight of the world just lifted for a moment—now i can actually make rent this month without having to sell my vinyl collection or eat ramen for every meal, like wow, life can surprise you in good ways sometimes.