Me trying to get into my own life decisions, but anxiety says nope.

When you fix everything at work and your boss walks in with a ‘small change.

That moment you remember you’re both married… to other people.

"Get your girl a plane ticket to see Coldplay… or her boss will." – Scat The Cat (who’s seen things)

"Does Sir have any plans for the weekend?"

What YouTube sees while I'm trying to find something to watch:

"Trying to remember what I was hired to do…"

A photo of a haunting moment — a tiny vole being carried away in the talons of a white-tailed kite, locking eyes with the camera. That single glance says it all: fear, acceptance, maybe even a silent goodbye. He just stared into the lens — like he knew someone was watching. Like

“This next song is about the complexities of trust and betrayal. It’s called ‘Why Is My Bowl Still Empty, Susan?’”

Me all week, to everything: "I'll do it at the weekend" Also me, the entire weekend:

Me on Monday morning… checking if the chaos has already started.

Me, trying to walk calmly when they announce the buffet is open.

"If you can't help, make it worse anyway."

"The older I get, the more I understand why some souls choose to disappear and live a quiet, private life."

When she says ‘we need to talk’ and brings backup.

The cat is all of us—trapped, yet somehow vibing.

7 year old me waiting for my mom to choose my outfit after taking a shower.