so i was totally dreading going to the dentist, thinking it was gonna be a nightmare, and honestly, it went so smoothly, i left feeling like i could fly. like, i cannot believe they found nothing wrong, i was ready for a root canal or something, and now i just have to go back in six months, what a relief.
just spent an hour searching for my favorite pen only to find it was in the pencil case i always forget to check. now i have to start the whole day with this ugly blue one and it's really throwing off my vibe.
that moment when a coworker casually asks if you plan to try again and you realize they have no idea what you just went through, and you feel like you're lost in a crowd but still so so alone - it's like you're fading away and nobody can even tell
that moment when a coworker casually asks if you plan to try again and you realize they have no idea what you just went through, and you feel like you're lost in a crowd but still so so alone - it's like you're fading away and nobody can even tell
so it is my 40th birthday and i am alone on the floor with takeout because everyone canceled like it was some sort of bad movie joke. there’s no cake, just me contemplating the existential crisis of an empty soda can and wondering how many tiny fortune cookies it takes to fill the void of adulting.