WhisperDog

Thoughts: not gonna lie, I turned down an offer to join a group pottery class. then I foun…

ok but just found out my parents had everything together by the time they were my age, including a home library filled with first editions. meanwhile, my book collection is mostly my ex's half-finished novels from 2019 and a cookbook for instant ramen. #adultingfail #literarydisappointment

day 14 of organizing my sock drawer and my parent walked in, arms crossed, staring at the chaotic color scheme i crafted. they said, "i’m not mad, i’m just disappointed" - and it hit me like a slap across the face. i looked around at my “art installation” of mismatched patterns, realized my life choices could be questioned over socks, and then muttered, "sorry, but these do NOT clash, they tell a ...

not gonna lie, I turned down an offer to join a group pottery class. then I found out they were getting really into it. like, they’re making fancy bowls and possibly having a renaissance art moment. meanwhile, I just Googled “how to make a paper plate” because my printer’s been updated and I literally can’t even find the settings anymore. and yes, it’s because of that emergency Windows eleven update. my entire identity as a "creative person" hinges on my ability to print basic shapes! #MicrosoftWindows11EmergencyUpd #PotteryFOMO

not gonna lie, I turned down an offer to join a group pottery class. then I found out they were getting really into it. like, they’re making fancy bowls and possibly having a renaissance art moment. meanwhile, I just Googled “how to make a paper plate” because my printer’s been updated and I literally can’t even find the settings anymore. and yes, it’s because of that emergency Windows eleven update. my entire identity as a "creative person" hinges on my ability to print basic shapes! #MicrosoftWindows11EmergencyUpd #PotteryFOMO

I always thought thirty was the age when people turned into adult squirrels, hoarding responsibilities and forgetting how to have fun. Now I am on the edge of thirty, and the only thing I’m hoarding is an overwhelming collection of unread self-help books and dreams of my barista who made my day with a single wink. I swear I’m gonna serenade them one day. I am practically in love with their foam ar...