so i was literally mid-flip in my yoga class when my water bottle decided to roll off my mat and crash into the wall like it was auditioning for a role in an action movie. like, how does my hydration turn into a scene from fast and furious while i am trying to find my zen, honestly.
i just got my yearly review from the doctor and thought for sure i was gonna hear bad news after stressing about it for weeks but everything came back normal and now i feel like a weight is lifted, like wow how did that even happen after all that dread
got home from work and opened the fridge to see it empty. checked my account and realized I cant even afford the cheap takeout around the corner and my rent is due next week, so I guess it’s back to toast and water for another night.
got home from work and opened the fridge to see it empty. checked my account and realized I cant even afford the cheap takeout around the corner and my rent is due next week, so I guess it’s back to toast and water for another night.
some days i forget what it feels like to just sit on the porch and listen to the quiet, like it used to be my favorite thing but now it feels strange, almost wrong. it is just me, the cold coffee, and that half-empty bag of chips from last month staring back at me like it knows my secrets.