so today i cleaned one tiny corner of my kitchen and convinced myself it was enough to call the whole day a success, meanwhile the rest looks like a tornado hit it. i was even kind of proud, like maybe the universe was finally rewarding my minimal effort or something...
i just spent an entire evening worrying about what to tell my parents after i got a 98 percent. yaar, matlab samjho na, they just focus on that 2 marks like it decides my whole life.
sometimes i think about how i gave up my art to chase this quick cash but honestly it feels like all the creativity just evaporated with every failed trade, and now it’s like i literally do not even know who i am anymore without the hustle, which is kind of depressing when you actually think about it.
sometimes i think about how i gave up my art to chase this quick cash but honestly it feels like all the creativity just evaporated with every failed trade, and now it’s like i literally do not even know who i am anymore without the hustle, which is kind of depressing when you actually think about it.
saw a neighbor get their car fixed at this fancy place while i am just here hoping my old junker doesn’t break down again, feels like every little repair is a mountain. my son had a birthday party and all the kids got these new toys and i watched them play while i stood there with the same two battered action figures from last year, just sinking sinking into this feeling.