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It doesn’t matter how many times you break up with someone, it never gets any easier, does it?
And, sure, a phone call is better than a text but only in a similar way to how a broken finger is better than five broken fingers.
used to think that each day was a blank canvas, when I was young and naive, but these days I feel as though I’m aimlessly completing the same dot-to-dot puzzle, just going through the motions, following a path I can’t deviate from.
There’s Karen, the office administrator, and she really is a Karen. A middle-aged boomer with a can-I-speak-to-the-manager haircut who has lots of opinions about lots of things but none of them feel all that well thought out.
Where my confidence fades is when I think about how other people value me. Am I good enough for my dream job? Do I deserve to be asked out by the hottest man here? Whenever anything good happens to me, I always worry someone has made a mistake. It doesn’t make a lot of sense but these things rarely do, do they? ‘I
It’s easy to forget that the people from your past continue to exist outside your bubble.
New Year’s Eve party is a pretty good metaphor for the year ahead, when you think about it. Everyone goes into it with resolutions to have the best one yet, but somehow, by the end of it, everything is just a mess. Still, there’s always next year.
But don’t we often have a habit of looking back at things and remembering them in a better light?
