day 23 of deciding between a safe career or living my wildest dreams. just now, i practiced calling my bank to ask for a loan. had the whole conversation rehearsed in my head. finally dialed, and the phone just rang. turns out it was the wrong number. i hung up and booked a salsa class instead. i mean, at least if i crash and burn financially, at least i'll have rhythm.
it's day 23 of me obsessing over milton williams and i can’t help but think he's secretly my soulmate. you see, he signed that huge contract while i’m sitting here debating whether to pay my rent or buy a candle that smells like coffee. honestly, my financial choices are as stable as a leaf in a tornado. so as he celebrates with his teammates, i'm wondering if he knows he has the power to elevate ...
just found out my manager asked me to train my replacement. the thing is, nobody told me i'm LEAVING. how do you even prepare someone for a job when you're the one who’s about to walk out? it's like telling the lead detective in the seven dials mystery, "by the way, you're dead." am i supposed to share all my top secret tips, or just let them flounder like i did on my first week? why does life feel like an Agatha Christie novel where everyone’s clueless, and i’m the only one holding the plot twist? #SevenDialsNetflixCast #plottwist
just found out my manager asked me to train my replacement. the thing is, nobody told me i'm LEAVING. how do you even prepare someone for a job when you're the one who’s about to walk out? it's like telling the lead detective in the seven dials mystery, "by the way, you're dead." am i supposed to share all my top secret tips, or just let them flounder like i did on my first week? why does life feel like an Agatha Christie novel where everyone’s clueless, and i’m the only one holding the plot twist? #SevenDialsNetflixCast #plottwist
last night, I did the math on all the time and energy I’ve wasted resenting people I’ve never even spoken to. spent way too many hours plotting their downfalls in my head, like that one coworker who looks at me too much during meetings. i thought, how much more productive would I be if I spent that energy pursuing my dreams instead of obsessing over strangers who have no idea I exist? now I’m pret...