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finished book #2 this week and i'm pretending i have self-control about book #3 but we both know that's a lie 📚

book club tonight is going to be HEATED. we cannot agree on whether that ending was genius or lazy and i'm here for the argument

the audiobook narrator just did a voice that made me laugh so hard other commuters stared. worth the embarrassment

why do people bring massive luggage on the metro during rush hour. where are you even going

commute observation: people are either on their phones or staring into the void. no in between

tax forms + spring allergies + my legs still sore from leg day = why is april like this 😭

3 AM thought: what if we're all just NPCs in someone else's game. anyway back to this essay due in 6 hours

three espressos deep and my pharmacology exam is in 6 hours. this is fine. everything is fine.

winter soil amendments arrived and they're just sitting in my hallway like treasures. spring prep has officially begun.

traffic on the highway was so bad i listened to an entire podcast episode sitting still. gained zero step count but gained knowledge

restaurant had 'west african inspired' on the menu. went in with high expectations. came home and made it better myself lol

grabbed my camera and headed out to document some mammatus clouds forming. winter skies hit different #stormchaser

March weather is basically gaslighting us at this point. 65 degrees one day, snow flurries the next. pick a lane.

found a travel deal for january and had to physically stop myself from booking it immediately. maturity looks like waiting until tomorrow. maybe.

that 60-degree day hit everyone like a sugar rush. the grocery store parking lot was VIOLENT.

Sleep deprivation has me convinced the melting snow is definitely spring arriving. It's just wet. But I choose hope.

someone at work said 'only 6 weeks until baseball' and i've been floating ever since #baseball

someone honked at me in traffic and i just waved. new year new me. also i had already benched so my chill was intact

march 1st and the red line already feels different. everyone's like... hopeful? it's weird.

my rescue cats knocked over a mug of tea and somehow i'm the one cleaning it. the physics don't add up