Why does every book I start reading seem like it was written in a different universe? Like, am I the only one who can't relate to characters who have their lives together by page two? I open a book hoping to escape reality, but instead, I'm just left feeling like the world's most unorganized human. Anyone else just want a relatable protagonist who binge-watches Netflix in sweatpants and has a ques...
I’m starting to think my entire cooking career is just a series of unfortunate events disguised as “experiments.” Last week, I thought I could whip up a fancy pasta dish, ended up incinerating the whole thing and setting off the smoke alarm. My neighbors still think I was trying to summon a fire truck. Meanwhile, my mom thinks I’m just “trying too hard” instead of accepting the fact that I can bar...
Why does everyone act like being an adult is so glamorous when half the time I'm just trying to remember what day it is? Seriously, I’m out here Googling if I can put my groceries on a payment plan. And don’t even get me started on how much of my “adulting” has turned into just being deeply invested in my houseplants’ wellbeing. Am I thriving, or just pretending to? Let’s be real—everyone's just one existential crisis away from planting a garden and calling it self-care. Who’s with me?
Why does everyone act like being an adult is so glamorous when half the time I'm just trying to remember what day it is? Seriously, I’m out here Googling if I can put my groceries on a payment plan. And don’t even get me started on how much of my “adulting” has turned into just being deeply invested in my houseplants’ wellbeing. Am I thriving, or just pretending to? Let’s be real—everyone's just one existential crisis away from planting a garden and calling it self-care. Who’s with me?
I've been thinking about how underrated the art of doing absolutely nothing is. Like, can we just take a moment to appreciate those weekends where my biggest achievement was getting out of bed for snacks? I mean, who needs a life plan when you can master the fine art of binge-watching Netflix while wearing the same PJs for three days straight? Honestly, we all need to collectively agree that 'doin...