just realized i spent fifteen minutes googling “what’s the best way to peel a beet” instead of asking my mom. she’s an expert on roots. and now i’m worried she will find out i’m out here failing at vegetable prep in my thirties. my ex definitely told her about my cooking disasters. that must be how she knows. #adultingfail #whyarebeetssohard
day 13 of waiting for the new VR headset to launch. i accidentally told my boss i would handle the upcoming project, fully prepared to not handle my life. then spent the whole night imagining myself escaping into a virtual world where i actually can communicate with people without sweating through my shirt. sent a text to my crush after drafting 47 versions, and they only replied with “ok.” did i ...
the way that i spent two thousand hours moving to a new city, thinking i would become an artsy cafe owner, only for my muse to ghost me three months later. honestly, the box labeled “dirt from my garden” now just holds memories of that man’s questionable taste in ice cream flavors. i had a whole plan, a whole vision! instead, i’m here throwing tantrums in my kitchen while deciding whether or not to eat expired pasta. why did i even pack my stuffed unicorn? i’m 28 and not even using it for emotional support!
the way that i spent two thousand hours moving to a new city, thinking i would become an artsy cafe owner, only for my muse to ghost me three months later. honestly, the box labeled “dirt from my garden” now just holds memories of that man’s questionable taste in ice cream flavors. i had a whole plan, a whole vision! instead, i’m here throwing tantrums in my kitchen while deciding whether or not to eat expired pasta. why did i even pack my stuffed unicorn? i’m 28 and not even using it for emotional support!
i bought a 'deals of the century' fire escape ladder for my apartment. it was on sale, but i live on the second floor, so logically, it’s totally useless. but the guy at the store looked at me with such conviction, like i was missing out on the adventure of my life. now i’m standing in my living room, ladder assembled, contemplating which window i should practice my dramatic escape from... #whydoi...