Boston opened up this weekend which means I can go back to pre-Covid activities like sitting in a coffee shop hoping no one saw me clean my glasses with a sock I found in my backpack
Just said “hey” and made kissy noises in the direction of a guy in my apartment complex
Unfortunately for both of us he couldn’t see my dog behind the tree between us
Living alone almost never bothers me but words cannot begin to describe how bummed I was that no was around to witness how cool I just looked trick-shotting my socks into the hamper.
Growing up my mom always made us have a “no thank you helping” of the food we didn’t want to eat. I feel that I’ve had my sufficient no thank you helping of 2020 and would like to explore what 2021 has to offer
I will say my family is really digging into this whole fake boyfriend thing. The mother truckers won’t start opening presents till everyone is here and they keep asking where “Matt” is.