last night, scrolling through social media, everyone’s posting about their epic trips while i'm stuck in my living room debating if cooking a microwave meal counts as dinner. they’re hiking in mountains i didn’t even know existed, and i’m Googling “how to make my closet less sad.” it’s wild seeing them buy new gear and trying to figure out if a fresh pair of socks makes my life better. while they’...
i just watched a documentary on minimalist living. now my living room feels like a museum for everything i regret buying. i don’t know if my clutter is an extension of me or just the manifestation of all the choices i made when i thought more was better. when i scroll through social media, i see people living these vibrant, perfect lives and wonder if my collection of stuff is really just a shield...
day 47 of wondering who i really am. it’s 3 am and i just binge-watched documentaries about obscure artists, feeling their passion and isolation but still don’t know what lights a fire in me. all while the first flurries are hitting vancouver, and i think about how much i wish i could start over like fresh snow. is it wrong that part of me craves that blank canvas? #WeatherVancouver #identitycrisis
day 47 of wondering who i really am. it’s 3 am and i just binge-watched documentaries about obscure artists, feeling their passion and isolation but still don’t know what lights a fire in me. all while the first flurries are hitting vancouver, and i think about how much i wish i could start over like fresh snow. is it wrong that part of me craves that blank canvas? #WeatherVancouver #identitycrisis
i thought naming future pets was a cute thing until i realized it was a placeholder for friendships that never took off. i had a heart-to-heart with someone once, and now they’re a stranger while i scroll through hundreds of contacts, feeling completely alone. that realization hits hard, especially when you're trying to distract yourself from the emptiness of adult life. like, is naming a dog goin...