not gonna lie, I just found out mortgage rates are near a three-year low, and all I can think about is how I should be getting my life together. I mean, here I am, juggling three cups of coffee and dodging existential crises, while people are out there actually investing in their futures. I could barely handle choosing a pizza topping last weekend, and now I’m expected to dive into homeownership? ...
not gonna lie, i sat down to calculate how long it’d take to save up for a personal retreat. like, literally just me and a hammock somewhere quiet. the realization hit me hard. it’d take forever, and the thought of waiting that long made me question if life is even worth living on other people’s schedules.
how is it that i always end up alone when everyone else is pairing off? my friends are starting families, but i can’t stop thinking about how much of my identity was wrapped around that one person who left. i keep watching the news, and while people worry about the elections, i feel like i’m in my own personal war, fighting memories and loneliness. suddenly, i realize i'm just... tired of searching for something that feels like home. what if i don’t even know what home is anymore? # #lostlove
how is it that i always end up alone when everyone else is pairing off? my friends are starting families, but i can’t stop thinking about how much of my identity was wrapped around that one person who left. i keep watching the news, and while people worry about the elections, i feel like i’m in my own personal war, fighting memories and loneliness. suddenly, i realize i'm just... tired of searching for something that feels like home. what if i don’t even know what home is anymore? # #lostlove
the way that every time i try to meditate, i end up planning my fake acceptance speech for the award i will never win — it really hits different when i realize my whole life is just a series of imaginary accolades for achievements that exist only in my head.