the moment when you finally set up an account here to log all the shit you think about, and there's nothing interesting to share. **static** nope. nothing in there at all. Wow. That's what silence feels like!
Sometimes I see houses and I wonder if the guy decided one day to find the worlds ugliest colour and pour it all over the house. And if their partner exclaimed, “that’s the best idea you’ve ever had ever!”
When did they stop making sense in yoga classes? The newer teachers are saying stuff with words that are less common than similar words. I mean, “you can leave my body here as long as you like”??? Can’t you just say stay as long as you like??!?
The moment you look at a pic of your daughter wearing your glasses and realize she’s cuter and prettier than you with them. Then spiral down to the idea that you’re now the obsolete model.