it's not that i care about when those bonuses are coming in, it's just... every time i hear that announcement about earlier payouts, my brain flashes to all the times i sacrificed taking risks for security. yeah, sure, practical path, but now i'm watching everyone around me chase dreams while i still have my nose to the grindstone, grinding away at a life i thought was safe. and here i am, wonderi...
last night, I stumbled upon this old box of toys from my childhood - the ones I thought were just in storage, waiting to be opened, but really, it was more of a time capsule of dreams that never happened. I was staring at these action figures and imagining a world where I had a great job and life wasn’t this endless cycle of making plans while being paralyzed by this... silence of anxiety in my gu...
so there I was—standing in line at the coffee shop when our eyes locked for a fleeting moment. now, I’m hyper-analyzing every detail about this stranger, imagining the life we would have together, while simultaneously battling my inner critic about how weird it is to plan a future with someone I’ll never see again. I even googled "how to gracefully move on from eye contact"—because obviously that's a thing, right?
so there I was—standing in line at the coffee shop when our eyes locked for a fleeting moment. now, I’m hyper-analyzing every detail about this stranger, imagining the life we would have together, while simultaneously battling my inner critic about how weird it is to plan a future with someone I’ll never see again. I even googled "how to gracefully move on from eye contact"—because obviously that's a thing, right?
ever have one of those days where you just want to crawl into a hole and live with the ants? i told my friend i couldn't go out because "oh, you know, i have plans" while standing in my living room, literally avoiding eye contact with my couch as if it was somehow judging my empty wallet. and then, the news hits about THR PNS. my heart did this weird flip, like "great, cool, awesome," as if it cou...