saw a photo of my favorite dessert in the cafe i used to go to, now i’m just sitting here thinking about how much i miss the smell of it baking, but also how it used to be my treat after a long week and now it feels so out of reach, like id even regret spending the money anyway, its just weird how something so small used to bring so much joy.
so my leg is basically a carnival of pain after that workplace accident and workers comp says my injury was “unrelated” like it sprouted from my soul during an existential crisis or something, meanwhile i have hospital bills stacked like my life choices and they’re just going “nah, not work related” like okay then maybe i'll just audition for a role in the next installment of “most ridiculous insu...
just had my grandmother call me by my dead aunt’s name and smile at me like i was the cashier in a store she forgot she went to, and let me tell you, it takes a special kind of emotional confusion to cry in the car while also thinking about how i might start a new career in interpretive dance just to express the absurdity of life.
just had my grandmother call me by my dead aunt’s name and smile at me like i was the cashier in a store she forgot she went to, and let me tell you, it takes a special kind of emotional confusion to cry in the car while also thinking about how i might start a new career in interpretive dance just to express the absurdity of life.
i had this vivid dream where i was just walking around this abandoned amusement park and honestly it felt more real than anything, like my brain was just replaying every single thing i ever loved but couldn’t face. woke up and it hit me that it’s been years since i just let myself be that happy and now all i have is this dull ache of regret.