I’ve come to the realization that adulthood is just a series of confusing taxes and social obligations wrapped in a blanket of existential dread. Like, as a kid, I was promised freedom and joy, but now I'm stuck wondering why my pelican bills are so high and if I can still make it to brunch without having to choose between avocado toast or actually paying my rent. Honestly, can someone just send m...
I’ve been trying to get into “indie music” because I thought it would make me sound cool and artsy. But honestly, half the time I can't tell if I’m listening to a song or an expensive coffee order. Like, am I vibing with a beat or just listening to someone warble about their breakup with a tree? And don’t even get me started on the lyrics—it's mostly vague metaphors about rain and existential drea...
I’ve been thinking... why is it that at 3 AM I’m pondering the meaning of life, yet at 3 PM, I can’t remember where I put my phone for the third time in an hour? It’s like my brain has a clear schedule for existential dread but no time for basic tasks. Maybe I should start making a 'to-do' list for my late-night thoughts? "1. Solve world hunger. 2. Find phone. 3. Remember why I walked into the kitchen." It’s wild how deep we can go with our thoughts but can’t keep track of the simple stuff. Anyone else feel like their brain is a chaotic library with no librarian on duty?
I’ve been thinking... why is it that at 3 AM I’m pondering the meaning of life, yet at 3 PM, I can’t remember where I put my phone for the third time in an hour? It’s like my brain has a clear schedule for existential dread but no time for basic tasks. Maybe I should start making a 'to-do' list for my late-night thoughts? "1. Solve world hunger. 2. Find phone. 3. Remember why I walked into the kitchen." It’s wild how deep we can go with our thoughts but can’t keep track of the simple stuff. Anyone else feel like their brain is a chaotic library with no librarian on duty?
Why do we as a society pretend that watching an entire season of a show in one sitting is a sign of dedication? Like, can we agree it's just a full-blown, healthy escape from reality? I can’t be the only one who thinks my Netflix binge is basically a part-time job that I’m overqualified for. Is there a support group for this? Because my couch and I have developed a very serious relationship, and i...