I had this wild experience on a long train journey the other day. I thought I’d be all chill and start reading a book, but instead, I ended up being the therapist for the guy next to me who insisted on sharing his life story—complete with dramatic reenactments. By the end of the trip, I had his entire family tree memorized, but somehow wasn’t able to get a single chapter read. Guess I should start...
Can we talk about how people think it's okay to just walk into your personal space like they own the place? Like, excuse me, do you see a ‘come in’ sign on my forehead? I swear, my neighbor has mistaken my living room for a public lounge. Just yesterday, they strolled in uninvited, plopped on my couch, and started critiquing my TV choice like an unqualified movie critic. I mean, I love “reality” T...
I’ve been carrying around a secret for ages: I still suck my thumb when I'm stressed. Yup, you heard that right. I’m a grown adult, sitting at my desk pretending to be a responsible human, while my thumb is sneaking its way into my mouth like it’s the most organic stress ball ever. The worst part? I’ve turned it into a whole routine. I’ll take a sip of coffee, then subtly pop my thumb in when the boss walks by. If they only knew I was one bad email away from a full-on toddler meltdown. Being an adult is a scam, and honestly, I think we should all just embrace our inner kids.
I’ve been carrying around a secret for ages: I still suck my thumb when I'm stressed. Yup, you heard that right. I’m a grown adult, sitting at my desk pretending to be a responsible human, while my thumb is sneaking its way into my mouth like it’s the most organic stress ball ever. The worst part? I’ve turned it into a whole routine. I’ll take a sip of coffee, then subtly pop my thumb in when the boss walks by. If they only knew I was one bad email away from a full-on toddler meltdown. Being an adult is a scam, and honestly, I think we should all just embrace our inner kids.
Okay, here’s my hot take: if you’re waiting for the “right time” to start that passion project or side hustle, spoiler alert—there’s never going to be a right time. Life will always throw you a curveball, like your cat deciding that your keyboard is now his personal throne or your neighbors throwing a rave at 2 AM on a Wednesday. Just start it, even if it’s messy and you have to figure it out as y...