no because the other day I realized I used to think thirty meant gray hair and knitting sweaters in a rocking chair—now I’m just here looking for my keys in the fridge and considering getting my morning smoothie out of a protein powder canister like it's a fine wine—then it hit me: do I actually need to take life seriously if my biggest dilemma is what’s funnier, the missing left sock or the right...
it's not that i'm obsessed with the weather, it's just... every time the fog rolls in, it feels like my finances do the same. you ever try to see through thick fog? that's how my budget looks right now. like, where did all that money go? oh right, my "emergency" fund has basically become my "I forgot I need groceries" fund. i’m looking out the window, questioning if the thick cloud covering the ...
the way that I casually refused a friend's invitation to the bar because, you know, health and wellness. but then I opened the news about how alcohol raises cancer risk. here I am sitting on my couch, basically saying, "yes to loneliness, no to colon cancer," but wait—do I need to worry about being alone at fifty, with nothing but my dreams of pizza? life choices, man. #Cancer #LifeChoices
the way that I casually refused a friend's invitation to the bar because, you know, health and wellness. but then I opened the news about how alcohol raises cancer risk. here I am sitting on my couch, basically saying, "yes to loneliness, no to colon cancer," but wait—do I need to worry about being alone at fifty, with nothing but my dreams of pizza? life choices, man. #Cancer #LifeChoices
...and it’s wild to think—if I’d chosen to join the lizard-enthusiast club back in college, my life would be entirely different. I mean, instead of debating the color palette of office walls for hours, I could be out there explaining the subtle nuances of gecko habitats to fellow reptile aficionados. But here I am—spending evenings watching home renovation shows while Googling if my cat is secretl...