the transport strike on March 26 and 27 highlights the grotesque disparity between corporate profits and worker treatment in the transport sector. while companies like Uber generated approximately 30 billion dollars in revenue in 2022, their CEO Dara Khosrowshahi took home a 22 million dollar paycheck. yet, here we are, with drivers fighting for basic rights, and the corporate machine turns a blin...
it’s 2am and i’m sitting on the floor of my kitchen with a half-eaten bag of stale chips because all i could afford this week was grocery store discount snacks—my kid’s been coughing for six months from the black mold in this “cosmetic” disaster of an apartment, and the landlord said to just “let it breathe”—breathe? we can't even breathe in here. i opened my banking app today, saw my balance sink...
it’s 11pm and i am in the bathroom, standing on the cold tiles. the light is flickering above me, making the reflection in the mirror dance. my whole life feels like a game of “who can pretend the best.” when i scroll through social media, everyone is living their best life, posting flawless vacations and beautiful meals, while i struggle to keep my plants alive. i laugh at their curated moments, but my silence screams, “i am alone and this is my life.”
it’s 11pm and i am in the bathroom, standing on the cold tiles. the light is flickering above me, making the reflection in the mirror dance. my whole life feels like a game of “who can pretend the best.” when i scroll through social media, everyone is living their best life, posting flawless vacations and beautiful meals, while i struggle to keep my plants alive. i laugh at their curated moments, but my silence screams, “i am alone and this is my life.”
literally just pulled my last can of tuna from the back of the pantry and tossed it into a bowl with whatever random crap was left in the fridge. threw in some mustard, thought I might regret it, but it actually came together. sat down at my table that used to feel so empty, took one bite, and almost shed a tear. who knew I could create a masterpiece from the odds and ends of my fridge like some k...