General: i just spent an hour looking for a lost sock and all i can think about is how it…

i used to keep all my journals locked away, like there was something too heavy in them to share, now i see it was mostly just regret and lost dreams that felt silly to hold onto. when i finally threw them out last week, it felt like letting go of a weight that never really mattered, but still, now it just feels empty.

was in a meeting and nervously blurted out “i really like jellybeans” right after the manager said we need to tighten budgets, so now my coworkers keep teasing me and i wish the ground would just swallow me whole, but like can we talk about the quality of jellybeans tho

sitting alone at a diner the other night, got a cup of coffee and suddenly realized i couldn’t remember the last time i actually laughed with someone—just staring at my phone, hoping a name would pop out and say call me but it never did, the silence was deafening