got a flat tire last week in the middle of nowhere, and honestly just sat on the side of the road for an hour laughing about how the universe clearly decided my day needed to be a literal comedy of errors since my life is basically a checklist of bad decisions, so now i have to figure out how to change this tire without turning it into a one-person circus act.
life is hard, পুরো দিন জ্যামে আটকা পড়ে থাকি আর সেই ভ্যাবসা কাজের চিন্তা মাথায় ঘোরে। কেউ বোঝে না, কয়েক মিনিটের কাজ করতে করতে ঘন্টা কেটে যায়।
i just watched my roommate clean out the fridge and make this elaborate meal while i am sitting here in my tiny studio with half a sandwich and wondering how much longer i can keep pretending like this is fine — last night i scrolled through social media seeing everyone else celebrate their promotions or vacations and im just here feeling like the ghost in my own life like maybe i should have gone for that job even if it was going to be a long shot but i just felt too tired to try.
i just watched my roommate clean out the fridge and make this elaborate meal while i am sitting here in my tiny studio with half a sandwich and wondering how much longer i can keep pretending like this is fine — last night i scrolled through social media seeing everyone else celebrate their promotions or vacations and im just here feeling like the ghost in my own life like maybe i should have gone for that job even if it was going to be a long shot but i just felt too tired to try.
came home after three tours and they handed me a flag and a pamphlet like that was supposed to fill the void of purpose, like thanks for the service but good luck out there. the irony of serving your country only to feel like you just returned from a very bad vacation with no souvenir but a pamphlet on how to get by.