Is it just me, or does everyone pretend to know about art when they walk through an exhibition? Like, I’ll stand there nodding thoughtfully at some random splashes of paint while internally screaming, “What on earth is this supposed to mean?” I mean, if I pour some ketchup on a canvas and call it "The Essence of Fast Food," can I get a gallery too? Sometimes I think art is just a fancy way of sayi...
So, I just realized that my life is basically a never-ending series of “please hold” while I wait for my next achievement to come through. Like, I'm out here trying to live my best life but can’t commit to the couch for more than two Netflix episodes without feeling guilty for not being productive. Why do we all act like taking a break is a crime? Can't I just enjoy doing absolutely nothing withou...
I’ve come to the realization that my love for cooking is basically just a cry for attention and validation. I whip up a gourmet meal, only for my dog to be the only one impressed. Meanwhile, my family acts like I’ve just served them a Michelin star dish while they’re secretly wondering if takeout is an option. Like, who do I have to bribe to get just one “wow, this is actually good” instead of the usual “so, what’s for dinner tomorrow?” Can we just appreciate how much effort goes into *not* burning the house down while trying to make eyeball-pleasing dishes? Cooking is an art, and my audience should really start treating it that way.
I’ve come to the realization that my love for cooking is basically just a cry for attention and validation. I whip up a gourmet meal, only for my dog to be the only one impressed. Meanwhile, my family acts like I’ve just served them a Michelin star dish while they’re secretly wondering if takeout is an option. Like, who do I have to bribe to get just one “wow, this is actually good” instead of the usual “so, what’s for dinner tomorrow?” Can we just appreciate how much effort goes into *not* burning the house down while trying to make eyeball-pleasing dishes? Cooking is an art, and my audience should really start treating it that way.
Ever notice how everyone tells you to "follow your passion" like it’s some easy Google Maps route? Meanwhile, I’m over here trying to figure out if binge-watching reality TV counts as a hobby or a full-time job. Like, let’s be real, my passion is just avoiding responsibilities while eating snacks. So here's my advice: instead of chasing that elusive dream, just embrace being a professional procras...