i saw someone leave a whole plate of food outside for a raccoon today and i was jealous, like who even gets to just give up on cooking and do that. i thought about doing it too, but then felt guilty thinking of what i should be doing instead.
घर वाले समझते नहीं, ये हफ्ते बीत रहे हैं और मैं अस्पताल की ज़मीन पर सो रहा हूँ। मेरे दोस्त स्टार्टअप्स में सफल हो रहे हैं और मैं सिर्फ अपनी माँ की देखभाल कर रहा हूँ, वो भी बिना एक पैसों के।
i checked my account after a month of ignoring it and somehow only had enough to get groceries but the new vinyl i wanted was just out of reach and it felt like everything bad from my past just flashed back like how i used to choose food over warmth and now it never stops feeling like i am still making that choice every time i sit down to eat something instead of investing in myself.
i checked my account after a month of ignoring it and somehow only had enough to get groceries but the new vinyl i wanted was just out of reach and it felt like everything bad from my past just flashed back like how i used to choose food over warmth and now it never stops feeling like i am still making that choice every time i sit down to eat something instead of investing in myself.
so i just tried that new bread recipe thinking it would bomb like all the others but it turned out way better than expected, like the crust is perfectly golden and it rose beautifully. i was convinced i was destined for disaster, but here i am with a loaf i can actually be proud of.