yo, so saw that Takaichi news and had to laugh a little. my mom's been nagging about finding a ‘nice match’ like its a government election or something, while I just pretend to have my life together over chai at family gatherings. when everyone’s busy sharing their successes, I'm just over here hiding my single status like I’m planning a top-secret mission. the pressure to make them proud? exhaust...
so, I’ve spent years pretending to love this obscure jazz album that my roommate thinks defines me, when really, I put it on just to drown out my own indecision about my future. can’t tell her the truth though, because she plays it every Saturday while she’s painting, and I’d hate to ruin her vibe. so instead, I nod and smile while secretly bingeing cheesy pop in the other room. I keep thinking, w...
wait, you ever just pour your heart and soul into organizing your spice rack and realize you only own two spices—salt and pepper? like, there I was, envisioning a life where I whip up exotic dishes while my jars gleam in alphabetical order—and then I open the cabinet and it’s just my sad little salt shaker, staring back like, “really?” now I’m left contemplating if I’m more lost in culinary dreams or just perpetually living in a bland reality—
wait, you ever just pour your heart and soul into organizing your spice rack and realize you only own two spices—salt and pepper? like, there I was, envisioning a life where I whip up exotic dishes while my jars gleam in alphabetical order—and then I open the cabinet and it’s just my sad little salt shaker, staring back like, “really?” now I’m left contemplating if I’m more lost in culinary dreams or just perpetually living in a bland reality—
day 25 of scrolling past friends who post about their homemade gourmet meals while i still struggle to boil water without setting off the smoke alarm. i mean, at this point, my kitchen is basically an amateur horror show, but sure, keep posting those avocado toast masterpieces while i eat a sad bowl of cereal for dinner. honestly, who needs to afford a house when you can perfect the art of making ...