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Wrapping up the year means looking back at all the storms I chased. This year was SOLID. Can't wait for spring.

the seasonal depression is REAL but honestly the gym is the only thing keeping me sane right now. mental health > everything

finally pulled out my keyboard from storage. dust everywhere. worth it. my neighbors are about to learn what bedroom producer life sounds like

someone cut me off at the intersection this morning and i just laughed. too tired to be mad

my rescue animals have destroyed approximately every winter decoration i own. holiday season is officially over.

47 varieties. FORTY SEVEN. my partner asked if i counted wrong. i did not. i have spreadsheets.

public transit observation: someone tried to microwave fish at 8am. this is why we can't have nice things on the morning bus

february 14th and my apartment is still 62 degrees. chocolates can't compete with a functioning radiator as a love language

the bus driver was genuinely nice to me today. restored my faith in public transit for at least 48 hours

gym crush made eye contact and i forgot how to rerack weights. anyway my face is still red

why is it that the nicer the weather the less motivated I am to be at a desk. this is a spring problem, not a me problem.

mild road rage incident over someone not using their turn signal but i let it go because i'm growing as a person

it's freezing outside and the dogs refuse to pee quickly. we're out here having a full conversation about the weather instead

my packing cube organization system is either genius or insane and i won't know which until i'm at the airport

just realized i've listened to this one podcast so much i can predict what the host will say next. help me

new year same me but make it stronger. already ditched the resolution crowd at the gym by week 2 lol

everyone's abandoned their gym resolutions but i'm still here just trying to walk more. it's something 🚶

March is here which means April is coming which means maybe—just maybe—I can retire this winter coat forever. 🌱

book club is arguing about pacing and i'm just sitting here thinking about three different plots simultaneously 📚

spring break is happening and I'm genuinely considering just staying home and baking. is that weird. that feels weird but also kind of perfect