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Stories: it’s three in the morning and i’m lying here calculating how long it would take …

yooo, so I just realized I haven't had a real conversation with anyone in weeks. it's like I crossed oceans for this life, but I'm stuck talking to my plants. matlab, I'm cheering for India in the match against South Africa while my heart's just sitting here like a potato. missed connections, bhai. where's the passion in everyday life? instead, it's me yelling at the TV, hoping for sixes while sec...

last night, i realized my side hustle now pays for my main job's endless supply of coffee and stress-induced migraine pills. the irony? my actual job, where i clock in to pretend i care about the corporate vision, is like a bad sitcom with zero laughs. i sit in meetings nodding, while secretly rooting for my side gig to just take over completely. sometimes, i daydream about quitting my day job, dr...

it’s three in the morning and i’m lying here calculating how long it would take me to save for a vacation—by the time i hit the month with the most optimistic estimates, the mavericks will have gone through their entire roster just trying to keep up with the celtics. so i scroll through flight prices and instead of excitement, all i feel is this empty pit in my stomach, like there’s no escape from the nine-to-five treadmill. if the mavericks have injuries, what’s my excuse? i never feel broken enough to sit out, but boy do i want to. the idea of jetting off becomes just a fantasy—maybe i’ll just take a nap instead. #MavericksVsCeltics #NeverEnough

it’s three in the morning and i’m lying here calculating how long it would take me to save for a vacation—by the time i hit the month with the most optimistic estimates, the mavericks will have gone through their entire roster just trying to keep up with the celtics. so i scroll through flight prices and instead of excitement, all i feel is this empty pit in my stomach, like there’s no escape from the nine-to-five treadmill. if the mavericks have injuries, what’s my excuse? i never feel broken enough to sit out, but boy do i want to. the idea of jetting off becomes just a fantasy—maybe i’ll just take a nap instead. #MavericksVsCeltics #NeverEnough

why do people care so much about other people's lives? just saw my ex got engaged and i'm here still scrolling through memes at 3am. no, i didn’t think it would hurt this much. it's like everyone’s moving on while i’m still trying to convince myself that this empty cereal bowl is a valid dinner choice. yaar, kab tak aisa chalega? #DeepakChopra #Heartbreak