I recently decided to give reading a shot again, thinking I’d finally be one of those deep, insightful people who quote poetry at parties. But here I am, three weeks in, and the only thing I’ve accomplished is getting through half of a self-help book and binge-watching a series about sociopaths because, you know, priorities. Am I the only one who feels like buying a book is just a way to collect m...
Sometimes I think my plants are the real MVPs in my life. Like, I talk to them, they never judge me for binge-watching Netflix in my PJs, and somehow they keep thriving despite my occasional neglect. Meanwhile, my friends will ghost me if I don't text back within two hours. Can we just appreciate the unbothered energy of houseplants? They remind me that sometimes, the best relationships are the on...
I realized that my life is basically just a series of “what was I thinking?” moments. Like, who thought it was a good idea to binge-watch an entire season of a show in one sitting and then act surprised when I can’t remember my own name? Or the time I pondered if I should really get my life together or just keep scrolling through memes at 3 AM. Honestly, if procrastination were an Olympic sport, I’d have a gold medal and an endorsement deal by now.
I realized that my life is basically just a series of “what was I thinking?” moments. Like, who thought it was a good idea to binge-watch an entire season of a show in one sitting and then act surprised when I can’t remember my own name? Or the time I pondered if I should really get my life together or just keep scrolling through memes at 3 AM. Honestly, if procrastination were an Olympic sport, I’d have a gold medal and an endorsement deal by now.
Why is it that every time I try to get into a new hobby, I manage to pick the most expensive one? I thought painting would be chill, but here I am, $200 deep in art supplies just to end up with a canvas that looks like my toddler nephew’s finger-painting. Like, how do these art influencers on Instagram make it look so easy? Meanwhile, I’m just over here trying not to turn my living room into a Jac...