woke up to my neighbor's new car this morning while i sat in my old hatchback that barely starts. 45 minutes with my kids every night feels like a cruel joke when they are growing up so fast, and i’m stuck in a tiny apartment where the walls feel like they’re closing in.
today my grandma called me by my dead aunt's name and smiled like i was a stranger, sat in my tiny apartment with my crappy salary thinking how all my friends seem to be doing better, like they have it all figured out and here i am just trying to keep my plants alive but like it feels so dumb to even say that out loud...
just spent the last hour organizing my spice rack because apparently that's what adulthood looks like now. honestly, i still feel like i am in my parents' house but with a rent bill and a million jars i do not even use.
just spent the last hour organizing my spice rack because apparently that's what adulthood looks like now. honestly, i still feel like i am in my parents' house but with a rent bill and a million jars i do not even use.
yaar, matlab samjho na, every time I clean my room I find that old box of childhood toys and it just hits me how much we hold onto things we don’t need, ghar wale समझते नहीं why I still keep it. I know I should toss it but then I think about all the memories और जैसे ही ये होता है, I just get stuck, stuck there doing nothing.