so my car’s backseat is basically a mobile junkyard and i just found a sandwich from three weeks ago under the seat, which is honestly a metaphor for my life right now, like am i living in chaos or is chaos living in me? had to laugh when the delivery app suggested i take a "break" but i was like, break? i’ve been on an endless cycle of breaks since last year, and trust me, it’s not a vacation vib...
i was convinced i ruined my favorite sweater with a whole bottle of red wine at the party, literally thought it was done for, but after a soak and some luck it looks perfect again, i cannot believe it worked out like this, honestly what a relief.
i took this random class online and ended up learning more about myself than i thought i would but i never even finished the assignments. now it feels like this weird burden just sitting there, like i owe it to myself to do something but i just dont want to.
i took this random class online and ended up learning more about myself than i thought i would but i never even finished the assignments. now it feels like this weird burden just sitting there, like i owe it to myself to do something but i just dont want to.
scrolling through old messages feels weird. like, where did everyone go and why does it feel so empty when i could reach out but do not.