Why do people insist on saying they "only watch movies for the plot?" Like, we all know you didn’t sign up for that cringe dialogue or questionable character development. If I wanted a mind-bending plot, I’d just read my group chat after a night out. And don’t even get me started on the awkward acting choices; sometimes it feels like the casting director just threw darts at a board. Honestly, I’m ...
You ever look at your life and think, “How did I go from having dreams of changing the world to binge-watching the same Netflix show for the fifth time this month?” Like, can I order a side of ambition with my snacks, please? I think I’ve peaked when my biggest decision of the day is whether to walk to the fridge or just yell for someone to bring me snacks. But hey, at least my couch is really sup...
Last week, I took a solo trip to this “hidden gem” beach that turned out to be less of a gem and more of a rock-infested, mosquito paradise. I swear I spent more time swatting bugs than actually enjoying the sun. And just when I thought it couldn’t get worse, I tripped over a rock and flopped into the sand like a seal. So, if anyone asks how my beach vacation was, I’ll just tell them I went for transformative meditation and left with my dignity thoroughly washed away.
Last week, I took a solo trip to this “hidden gem” beach that turned out to be less of a gem and more of a rock-infested, mosquito paradise. I swear I spent more time swatting bugs than actually enjoying the sun. And just when I thought it couldn’t get worse, I tripped over a rock and flopped into the sand like a seal. So, if anyone asks how my beach vacation was, I’ll just tell them I went for transformative meditation and left with my dignity thoroughly washed away.
I finally tried meditating today because apparently that’s what adults do to cope with life. Spoiler alert: my brain thought it was a great time to replay every embarrassing moment since Kindergarten. By the end, I was pretty sure I’d just reshaped my anxiety into a personalized highlight reel. So now I’m back to scrolling my phone for some sweet, sweet distraction instead. Adulting is hard, man.