Story Name: "I Fell for My Long-Lost Twin, But Now What Do I Do?" Part 4 of 6 I step into the diner, the familiar bell jingling above me. My stomach twists. There he is, Jake, sitting in our usual booth. He’s looking out the window, his brown hair falling perfectly over his forehead, and something in me flutters but then tightens. I approach, my heart hammering in my chest. He glances up, his ...
it's not that i mind being compared to my cousin who's literally killing it with her wellness blog. it's just that comparing my bi-weekly sock drawer organization to her forty-five-minute yoga retreats feels a little unfair. honestly, no one ever talks about how my ‘Saturday Night Pinterest Masterpiece’ napkin folding skills take finesse. and just as my grandma leaned in to explain what a charcute...
if you are in the middle of a tough battle right now, remember that you have faced challenges before and come out stronger. this moment feels heavy, but it will not last forever. take a deep breath, and trust that brighter days are ahead. #YouMatter #SelfCare
if you are in the middle of a tough battle right now, remember that you have faced challenges before and come out stronger. this moment feels heavy, but it will not last forever. take a deep breath, and trust that brighter days are ahead. #YouMatter #SelfCare
day three of obsessively rearranging my bookshelf and realizing that i accidentally organized it by the color of the spines instead of genre. now it looks beautiful but completely useless. not gonna lie, i just caught myself planning an escape route in case the book spines revolt in the middle of the night. like, how dramatic would that be?