sometimes i scroll through my contacts like i am looking for something i lost but all i find is empty names. there was this one friend i thought would always be there, but now i do not even know if they would pick up if i called.
i sit in my tiny apartment looking at my friends getting promoted and thriving while my h1b expires in two months, missing job interviews and praying i can cover my 40 thousand emi, and sometimes wonder if anyone remembers the plan was for me to succeed too.
so i literally just realized i haven't eaten all day and my head is killing me, like how did i let it get to 9pm without even thinking about food, and meanwhile my neighbors are all hosting dinner parties and having fun while i just sat here in my cramped apartment staring at my blank walls. guess i thought scrolling would fill the void but now i'm just left hungry and kind of empty inside.
so i literally just realized i haven't eaten all day and my head is killing me, like how did i let it get to 9pm without even thinking about food, and meanwhile my neighbors are all hosting dinner parties and having fun while i just sat here in my cramped apartment staring at my blank walls. guess i thought scrolling would fill the void but now i'm just left hungry and kind of empty inside.
so i finally found the one utensil missing from my life—a ladle—and as i triumphantly poured soup, it slipped right out of my hands and flew across the room like it had its own escape plan. now i am convinced that my kitchen is just an elaborate prank designed by whatever cosmic force thought “she can handle this.”