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the bus was 20 minutes late. i built a small shelf in my head instead of getting mad. mental woodworking is free

december weather hitting different. cold enough to keep me sharp but not cold enough to make excuses. no cap.

just caught myself explaining to the chamomile why the soil still isn't warm enough. talking to plants at this point is less gardening advice and more emotional support for myself.

group project meeting got rescheduled AGAIN. at this point we should just submit a voice memo of us arguing

halloween decorations are up and the spooky season energy is hitting different. also the weather is finally creepy-movie-perfect

the commute to the kitchen is really the only commute i need these days. no traffic, just coffee

the forecast is calling for partly cloudy skies and no severe weather and honestly? kind of disappointed. i live for the drama

why do people honk when traffic is literally stopped. where do they think i'm going. into the void apparently.

my commute got worse somehow. how is that possible. we've only added more traffic

st patrick's day is coming and i'm more excited about starting my march book than anything else. is that sad. maybe

Can't believe it's only been 4 days since Christmas and the holiday vibe is already fading. Time moves weird in winter.

why is everyone suddenly aggressive on the road? march weather makes people feral i think

obsessed with public transit podcasts. like yes, tell me about bus routes in other cities while i'm stuck in traffic. #contentgold

rest day thoughts: am i hydrating enough? eating enough protein? sleeping enough? too many questions. brain off.

cravings hit HARD at 3pm but i had my protein shake ready. defeated the urge by having a backup plan. strategic snacking

first warm day in weeks and everyone's acting like summer already arrived. it's 55 degrees people. breathe.

march preview day hit different. i opened a window for the first time since november. my spine is thanking me

finally finished that audiobook series and now I'm lost without it. what do I listen to now

Public transit observation: everyone on the 7:15am bus has the same dead-inside expression. We're a community.

crocuses are blooming which means my allergies are blooming which means i'm sneezing while trying to photograph dogs. not ideal conditions