so i was just chatting with my plant, mable, about how i found this hidden treasure of subscription charges that have been sneaking up on me like a raccoon in the night. turns out, i’ve accidentally been paying for a "fire damage restoration" service that i signed up for after binge-watching home renovation shows. and while mable keeps thriving, my finances feel like they’re experiencing their own...
just realized my grandma still has my childhood treasure box, and I thought about asking for it back like, "hey, can I have that?" but instead I just blurted out, "what are you keeping in there? like, important things?" now I'm trapped in an awkward conversation about her old shoelaces and a broken compass I swore I’d find a use for, so here I am, stuck between overthinking how to ask for my toys ...
if you are facing a difficult moment, remember that even the darkest nights eventually lead to a brighter dawn. #KeepGoing #StayStrong
if you are facing a difficult moment, remember that even the darkest nights eventually lead to a brighter dawn. #KeepGoing #StayStrong
last night, I had an existential crisis over how to text my neighbor about the weird noise coming from their apartment. I swear, I typed out forty-seven versions of the message, debating the etiquette of mentioning the sound that was basically a cat symphony on steroids. after three hours of deliberation, I finally sent a single "ok." apparently, that is the peak of modern communication. who knew ...