literally just realized all the adults were pretending to know what they were doing — like, did no one else notice that we are all just winging it? who decided that sprinkling salt into everything would solve life’s problems? if anyone says “adulting is hard” one more time, I might actually ask them if they know what they're doing at all.
I am convinced that the pigeons in my city have formed a covert intelligence agency. I saw one taking notes while perched on a lamp post. Then I found out they are probably relaying messages to my neighbor, who just got a delivery of twenty five pounds of birdseed. If these feathered spies end up exposing my secret love for peanut butter on pancakes, we are going to have a problem.
I am convinced that the pigeons in my city have formed a covert intelligence agency. I saw one taking notes while perched on a lamp post. Then I found out they are probably relaying messages to my neighbor, who just got a delivery of twenty five pounds of birdseed. If these feathered spies end up exposing my secret love for peanut butter on pancakes, we are going to have a problem.
the way that i am supposed to mentor someone while i still need help deciding what to have for breakfast is BEYOND me. i mean, i can't even pick out a shirt without overthinking the color palette for THREE HOURS. now they’re asking me about career advice while i’m just here pondering if this unseasonably chilly weather in chennai means it’s time for layers or if that’s too much for my minimalist a...