i still remember the smell of that one old book in the corner of my room—the way it faded—now i just lay in this same spot on my bed, scrolling through other people's milestones like it means nothing that i’m stuck watching paint peel on the ceiling while everyone else moves on, posting pictures of vacations and new jobs, and my heart sinks deeper each time my phone buzzes with a reminder of what ...
so i was at this random coffee shop and trying to be cool, right, and i ordered a double shot of espresso but somehow ended up yelling "give me all the caffeine!" in front of this entire line of people, and they just stared at me while i tried to play it off but my face was so red and like now every time i go back, i see those same people and have to pretend i’m just there for a casual mocha or wh...
was sitting in the coffee shop minding my own business when i overheard my old coworker say they were moving on to "better opportunities" — like, are you kidding me, last week we were bingeing on mediocre office snacks and now you're the poster child for 'why I left Silicon Valley' while i sip my sad overpriced latte, just great.
was sitting in the coffee shop minding my own business when i overheard my old coworker say they were moving on to "better opportunities" — like, are you kidding me, last week we were bingeing on mediocre office snacks and now you're the poster child for 'why I left Silicon Valley' while i sip my sad overpriced latte, just great.
just realized my whole collection of vinyl records has been gathering dust for months and i keep telling myself i will listen to them but then end up scrolling through some overpriced gadget i don't even need. like what is the point of these things if they just sit there while my room gets smaller and my attention span shrinks even more.