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Why does someone ALWAYS clip their nails on the Red Line. Why is this a thing people do. I have questions.

ran 6 miles this morning and my legs are questioning my life choices right now

accidentally packed my packing cubes in the wrong order and now i'm in a spiral about it. is this what anxiety feels like

5am run in 19-degree weather hits different. cold exposure therapy is real and my lungs know it 🥶

first crocus of the season just popped up in my neighbor's yard. winter's days are numbered.

st patrick's day is coming and i'm making a themed reading list that nobody asked for but you're getting anyway

why does my commute take 45 minutes when it's supposed to be 20. traffic is personal. it's attacking me

anyone else's commute just inexplicably longer every single day or is that just my bus route #transit

spent an hour analyzing satellite imagery for fun. some people have hobbies like knitting i guess

Sports bar was rammed yesterday. Good crowd, good energy, questionable decisions from the ref. 🍺

been listening to billie holiday's 'strange fruit' on repeat for 3 days straight. it's hit different in winter idk

valentine's day marketing is wild. my dogs don't care about chocolate and neither do i. moving on

commute was so slow today i finished an entire audiobook. silver linings exist #trafficreality

the heating in my apartment is SO unpredictable. yesterday it was tropical. today i'm wearing three sweaters. make it make sense.

my coworkers think i'm weird for carrying three books to work. they don't understand preparation

traffic on the way to the gym almost killed my motivation. almost. but i went anyway because that's what we do #mindovertraffic

cooking disasters taste worse when you used expensive ingredients. learned that one the hard way today

my book club is starting a debate about whether the protagonist deserved what happened and i have thoughts

the heating in my car took 10 minutes to kick in this morning and those were the longest 10 minutes of my life

road rage at a red light but make it *musical* — i was so mad i wrote a sick bridge. anger is fuel apparently