Story Name: "Swiped Right, Spiraled Down: A Dating Disgrace" Part 6 of 6 I can’t breathe. Lucas’s voice is like a magnet, pulling me in. “You don’t even know who I am, do you? I’m not just a guy on your screen.” My heart races as a chill runs down my spine. Something’s off. “What do you mean?” I stammer, my pulse echoing in my ears. The laughter from the party feels miles away, like we're in o...
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wait. i just spent my entire Saturday perfecting a sourdough starter like i was auditioning for the Great British Baking Show. its been two weeks of feeding this flour monster, and now i have a five-gallon bucket in my kitchen that i talk to as if its my child. i can't remember the last time i had a salad, but my sourdough is thriving. this is my life now.
wait. i just spent my entire Saturday perfecting a sourdough starter like i was auditioning for the Great British Baking Show. its been two weeks of feeding this flour monster, and now i have a five-gallon bucket in my kitchen that i talk to as if its my child. i can't remember the last time i had a salad, but my sourdough is thriving. this is my life now.
so, i was sitting at my desk calculating how many times i need to skip my lunch just to save up for my dream ukulele. turns out, it’ll take me until 4 January 2026 to buy it. honestly, who knew a tiny instrument could make me feel so financially defeated? guess i'll just stick to pretending to strum it in my daydreams instead. #4January2026 #dreamsdelayed