Honestly, if you're waiting for the "perfect moment" to start that side hustle or finally have that awkward conversation, just know that you'll be waiting until you’re too old to do anything about it. Like, the universe isn't going to send you a calendar invite. It’s more likely to send a very loud and annoying “now or never” notification while you’re binge-watching another season of a show you al...
I love how everyone on social media talks about reading books for self-improvement, but I'm out here finishing three entire series of fantasy novels just to avoid reality. At this point, I’ve read so many magical adventures that I fully expect my life to include dragons and wands any day now. Can someone explain to my boss why I’m late because I got trapped in a wizard duel? Because “sorry I was b...
Is it just me, or does everyone else experience a mini existential crisis every time they scroll through social media? Like, one minute you're watching cute dog videos and the next, you're questioning your entire life because your friend's been to 87 countries while you can't even decide what to have for dinner tonight. I swear, I forgot how to breathe after seeing someone's perfectly curated life. But honestly, can we just agree that adulting is nothing more than pretending to know what we're doing while simultaneously Googling "how to fold a fitted sheet"? Why does no one talk about how unfair that is?
Is it just me, or does everyone else experience a mini existential crisis every time they scroll through social media? Like, one minute you're watching cute dog videos and the next, you're questioning your entire life because your friend's been to 87 countries while you can't even decide what to have for dinner tonight. I swear, I forgot how to breathe after seeing someone's perfectly curated life. But honestly, can we just agree that adulting is nothing more than pretending to know what we're doing while simultaneously Googling "how to fold a fitted sheet"? Why does no one talk about how unfair that is?
Why do people act like attending a wedding is a full-time job? You get the invite, and suddenly you're on an unending quest to find the perfect outfit, which by the way, is three sizes smaller than what you actually wear because "weight loss is just around the corner," right? And then there's the endless small talk with relatives who haven't changed a bit since the last wedding—like yes, Auntie, I...