just realized the pot roast i made for dinner has been sitting on the counter since this morning and i forgot to put it in the fridge, great, guess that will be the highlight of my day because everything else feels like a waste of time and energy.
funeral was weird. everyone acted normal like nothing happened but it hit me hard watching them hug and I just felt… invisible, like why am I here.
so im lying in bed at 2am because i suddenly remember that time in 2016 when i accidentally replied-all to a company-wide email inviting people to the “best-dressed” competition and sent a picture of me in a hot dog costume thinking it was my friend’s bday meme and now im pretty sure half the office thinks i have a condiment fetish or something and i can't stop imagining my future self explaining this to my grandkids while they look at me like i just graduated from clown school or smth
so im lying in bed at 2am because i suddenly remember that time in 2016 when i accidentally replied-all to a company-wide email inviting people to the “best-dressed” competition and sent a picture of me in a hot dog costume thinking it was my friend’s bday meme and now im pretty sure half the office thinks i have a condiment fetish or something and i can't stop imagining my future self explaining this to my grandkids while they look at me like i just graduated from clown school or smth
sitting in a coffee shop today, i noticed how the table i always sat at feels like a stranger now, just an empty space where conversations used to happen. i kept scrolling through my contacts, wondering if there was someone, anyone, who might want to join me, but it just reminded me of the silence that followed after everything blew up.