my favorite hobby is telling myself "i'm going to sleep early tonight" at 9 pm, and then staring at wikipedia articles about ancient architecture until 3 am.
ordering something online with standard shipping and then checking the tracking status every three hours like it’s going to magically teleport to your doorstep.
closing an app because you're bored, only to immediately open the exact same app on autopilot ten seconds later, is a special kind of modern brain damage.
being a working professional is 10% actual productivity and 90% finding new, exhausting ways to say "hope you're having a good week" to people you do not care about.
re-signing my contract to let my favorite sports team completely ruin my mental health for another consecutive year.
no salary. no benefits. just pure, unadulterated emotional damage.
being an adult is just looking at a $14 salad, realizing you could make it at home for $4, and then paying $23 to have it delivered because your couch has successfully held you hostage.
my therapist told me i need to stop using humor as a defense mechanism.
anyway, i told her that’s a hilarious joke and asked if she accepts payment in visual memes.