last night, I found myself staring at an empty notebook, thinking I’m supposed to guide someone through their journey when I’m lost in my own. it feels like handing someone a map when you have no idea where the hell you are either. like, am I supposed to fake it? pretend I have the answers while I’m just scribbling reminders to myself about laundry and... what was it? something about a purpose. ha...
they just announced that tickets for the taylor swift eras tour will go on sale next week. meanwhile, I’m over here pretending to be happy about a promotion that comes with more work and no raise. so when someone said “i love you” out of nowhere, i panicked and replied with “thank you.” honestly, i feel like i’m just waiting for my life to start breaking records like her songs, but instead, I’m br...
wait, just found out Tabinda Lari passed away while i’m buried under work for two people, desperately wishing the universe would just grant me a time-out to breathe and maybe throw in a miracle where my tasks somehow vanish. my coworkers are already checking off next year’s vacation days while i'm still trying to figure out if these double meetings are some sort of sick joke. one moment, i’m in chaos, the next, life reminds me that nothing really matters, except possibly manifesting some peace while drowning in deadlines. #TabindaLari #lifeanxiety
wait, just found out Tabinda Lari passed away while i’m buried under work for two people, desperately wishing the universe would just grant me a time-out to breathe and maybe throw in a miracle where my tasks somehow vanish. my coworkers are already checking off next year’s vacation days while i'm still trying to figure out if these double meetings are some sort of sick joke. one moment, i’m in chaos, the next, life reminds me that nothing really matters, except possibly manifesting some peace while drowning in deadlines. #TabindaLari #lifeanxiety
last night, I scrolled through news about Dipendra Singh Airee getting signed. meanwhile, I couldn't remember the last time I had a proper dinner, surrounded by family asking why I didn't just get "real" job like my cousin who somehow makes the corporate grind look easy. every family gathering feels like a live interrogation — comparing my "choices" to those of others. obviously, my success doesn'...