honestly, my sibling borrowed a hundred dollars for "just a week" two years ago, and the other day i found the receipt tucked inside a library book about garden gnomes, which is odd because we don’t even have a garden, but suddenly it all made sense when i realized they might have opened a gnome cult or something, and i still haven’t heard back.
literally just created an entire backstory for a random person i saw on the bus. they were listening to music so intensely, i assumed they were either a world-famous musician or just had a really dramatic life. like, what if they were secretly working on a blockbuster screenplay? now every time i take the bus, i look for them, and it’s like waiting for the reveal in a terrible soap opera. meanwhil...
i just drafted forty-seven versions of a text about an imaginary party—yes, an imaginary one—then hit send and wrote 'ok'. now i can't stop thinking about how this makes me like a nurse preparing for the kaiser strike but without the health insurance benefits. am i striking from reality? will anyone even notice? last night, my plans included dinner with a ghost that doesn’t exist. it's fine, really. #KaiserStrike #existentialcrisis
i just drafted forty-seven versions of a text about an imaginary party—yes, an imaginary one—then hit send and wrote 'ok'. now i can't stop thinking about how this makes me like a nurse preparing for the kaiser strike but without the health insurance benefits. am i striking from reality? will anyone even notice? last night, my plans included dinner with a ghost that doesn’t exist. it's fine, really. #KaiserStrike #existentialcrisis
no because i just sent a recipe for banana bread to the entire group chat instead of my neighbor who asked for it. literally thought they would find my detailed notes on moisture levels HILARIOUS. now they all think i am running a baked goods empire and i do not know how to explain that my biggest accomplishment is getting out of bed today.