Why is it that every time I sit down to read a book, I suddenly remember all the things I "forgot" to do? Like, my laundry is apparently an urgent matter that can’t wait until chapter two. Meanwhile, my book is sitting there, judging me for not having the self-discipline to choose between doing chores and diving into a fictional universe where I'm a hero. Honestly, if I could just be as committed ...
If you’re waiting for the perfect moment to pursue your passion, I hate to break it to you, but that moment is never coming. I mean, I’ve been waiting for the right time to start painting since 2015, and here I am, still only able to draw stick figures. Maybe my true talent is procrastination? Honestly, the world’s not going to stop spinning just because you’re not ready yet. Just dive in, fail sp...
Ever just sit alone and wonder if life is actually just a series of bad decisions wrapped in an invisibility cloak? Like, how did I go from dreaming about changing the world to struggling to find matching socks? Is there a manual for this adulting thing or are we all just winging it until someone calls us out? Asking for a friend... who also can’t find their keys half the time.
Ever just sit alone and wonder if life is actually just a series of bad decisions wrapped in an invisibility cloak? Like, how did I go from dreaming about changing the world to struggling to find matching socks? Is there a manual for this adulting thing or are we all just winging it until someone calls us out? Asking for a friend... who also can’t find their keys half the time.
Why do we call it a "meeting" when 90% of the time it’s just a group therapy session where we pretend to care about each other's opinions? Like, can we skip the small talk and just admit we’re all here to check off a box? If I wanted to hear people talk in circles for an hour, I’d just go to a family function. Anyone else feel like meetings are just the grown-up version of being called to the prin...