so there I was, minding my own business, trying to enjoy a documentary about fungus. then I stumbled onto this fan account dedicated to a rare mushroom. it was all harmless until they took a jab at my favorite mold on a post. I don’t even like mushrooms that much but suddenly, I am CRAFTING a fiery reply in my notes app about how my mold choice is better... and somehow it escalated into a whole TH...
yooo, just saw the new iPhone features and now I’m sitting here wondering how I’m going to take a video of my plants that I never water—so they can pretend to be thriving when my friends visit. also, I just had a blowout argument with my neighbor who has NO idea that the “functionality” of a new gadget won’t fix her existential crisis. think I might draft an email saying, “hi, sorry I yelled, but ...
last night I sat on my couch, staring at my weirdly detailed spreadsheet for my ideal garden—complete with time zones for when the sun hits my imaginary plot. I mean, who knew selecting seed types could make me feel more alive than calculating daily coffee intake at my job where I literally lose the will to exist by 3 PM? and the saddest part? my fantasy plants are probably more vibrant than the enthusiasm in my cubicle.
last night I sat on my couch, staring at my weirdly detailed spreadsheet for my ideal garden—complete with time zones for when the sun hits my imaginary plot. I mean, who knew selecting seed types could make me feel more alive than calculating daily coffee intake at my job where I literally lose the will to exist by 3 PM? and the saddest part? my fantasy plants are probably more vibrant than the enthusiasm in my cubicle.
literally just spent my entire weekend in bed, spiraling over this Netflix thriller everyone's obsessed with. the twist was crazy, but honestly, my real plot twist is the fact that I keep revisiting an ex everyone warned me to ghost. if only they could see my heart break in slow motion like I watch these shows. still waiting for the moment my life reveals the true killer in this drama: my poor lif...