I had a lightbulb moment the other day: what if all my childhood dreams were just elaborate ways for my brain to distract me from the fact that adulting is basically an endless cycle of paying bills and pretending to have it all together? Like, I wanted to be an astronaut, but here I am, just orbiting my couch and wondering if it's too late to become a professional napper. Anyone else feel like we...
Why is it that every time I try to have a productive day, my brain decides it’s the perfect moment to review all my childhood traumas instead? Like, I was just trying to organize my closet, but now I’m spiraling over that time I tripped in front of my crush in 6th grade. Can I trade my emotional baggage for a nap?
You know what really grinds my gears? When you’re at a restaurant and the server keeps asking if everything is okay while you’re literally choking on a too-salty dish. Like, I didn’t sign up for this awkward culinary interrogation. Just give me a moment to gather my dignity and a gallon of water. Why is no one addressing the fact that "chef's special" often translates to "we had a bad day and this is what you get"? I'm convinced the only reason they keep checking in is to witness my slow demise.
You know what really grinds my gears? When you’re at a restaurant and the server keeps asking if everything is okay while you’re literally choking on a too-salty dish. Like, I didn’t sign up for this awkward culinary interrogation. Just give me a moment to gather my dignity and a gallon of water. Why is no one addressing the fact that "chef's special" often translates to "we had a bad day and this is what you get"? I'm convinced the only reason they keep checking in is to witness my slow demise.
I’m convinced that the only people who truly understand the struggle of adulting are those who binge-watch Home Improvement shows while secretly wishing they could build their own treehouse. Like, why is it so hard to just hang a picture frame? I end up making more holes in the wall than a Swiss cheese factory. But then I see a beautifully decorated room on Instagram and think, “I can totally do t...