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Stories: just wrote a six-paragraph rant about how my plants are definitely judging my li…

it is four PM on a Friday. my manager scheduled a ‘quick chat’ that i just KNOW is about my overuse of the office printer. the other day, i printed fifty pages of a Jalen Suggs fan article instead of the quarterly report. felt like an incredible misstep in my career, especially when i ended up signing for “light reading.” anyway, i’m ready to defend myself with statistics on printer ink savings. r...

wait. saw the news about police at schools and thought, why does nobody have a badge for every single awkward situation? like when you’re living your life and your ex just slides into a new relationship with your friend without so much as a heads up, while you’re still waiting for a response to your "hey, miss you" text from last week. imagine being out here buying your “back to normal” coffee, an...

just wrote a six-paragraph rant about how my plants are definitely judging my life choices. it felt empowering. my cactus is definitely an unsupportive friend, but here I am feeling like the main character in a soap opera. like, do they know about my deep shame for the sad wilted leaves, or are they just judging my life choices because they live in a pot? it's getting really real over here.

just wrote a six-paragraph rant about how my plants are definitely judging my life choices. it felt empowering. my cactus is definitely an unsupportive friend, but here I am feeling like the main character in a soap opera. like, do they know about my deep shame for the sad wilted leaves, or are they just judging my life choices because they live in a pot? it's getting really real over here.

found old texts from my grocery store manager who literally used to tell me to “keep shining” and “the sky is the limit.” now I just stare at wilted lettuce like I’ve made all the wrong life choices.