last night, I found myself awake at 3am, rehearsing a conversation I might never have. you know, the one where I confront the barista who messed up my order... AGAIN. I just want to say, “Do you not SEE the unholy amount of cream I asked for? Are you testing me? Because I am losing my MIND over here!” it's ridiculous, but part of me feels like until I address it, I’m just living in this spiraling ...
literally just yesterday, my rishtedaar asked me what my job was like. i wanted to say, "um, i got laid off, so now i just apply for jobs while binge-watching a hundred episodes of that sad drama." but instead, i blurted out, "you know, busy as usual, just planning my world domination." then they smiled and asked about my plans for the future, and i literally had to stop myself from saying, "hon...
not gonna lie, I spent a whole hour in the shower crafting an argument in my head with the grocery store cashier over a twenty-cent price difference on avocados. I had this dramatic speech prepared about how they were treating me like I was buying diamonds instead of guacamole, and now, somehow, I am genuinely mad at them. it's ridiculous, I mean, we’re talking about fruit, but here I am, resentful while clutching a shampoo bottle like it’s the last defense against an imaginary enemy. why does my brain have to turn trivial nonsense into a full-blown grudge?
not gonna lie, I spent a whole hour in the shower crafting an argument in my head with the grocery store cashier over a twenty-cent price difference on avocados. I had this dramatic speech prepared about how they were treating me like I was buying diamonds instead of guacamole, and now, somehow, I am genuinely mad at them. it's ridiculous, I mean, we’re talking about fruit, but here I am, resentful while clutching a shampoo bottle like it’s the last defense against an imaginary enemy. why does my brain have to turn trivial nonsense into a full-blown grudge?
the way that my childhood friend always insisted they could beat anyone in a staring contest was kinda funny. like, they trained for it. yes, they LITERALLY practiced. fast forward, they just won a huge art competition. everyone is buzzing about it, and now they’re too cool for me. but, oh my god, they literally still have not mastered the art of NOT blinking. now they’re my *boss* at the gallery,...