was just sitting there listening to this person talk about their weekend plans and realized i have no one to even think of inviting to anything, just stared at my drink and nodded like an idiot, feeling the walls closing in.
just found an old sketchbook buried in a box and opened it to see these drawings from college i forgot even existed. i was so sure they were gone forever but it’s like a glimpse back into that creative freedom i thought i lost, feeling like maybe that part of me can come back, like a sigh of relief and also kind of just wow.
i found an old paint set while cleaning and it just hit me how much i used to love art. now i just scroll through my contacts feeling like i lost my creativity somewhere along the way.
i found an old paint set while cleaning and it just hit me how much i used to love art. now i just scroll through my contacts feeling like i lost my creativity somewhere along the way.
was in this meeting trying to sound smart and totally mixed up “sustainable” with “sustained” so now everyone thinks i have no idea what i am talking about. all i can think is what if they tell everyone in the break room and i become the laughing stock of the office.