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soup #68 tasted like sadness and regret. sometimes you learn what NOT to make next time. character building.

made carrot ginger soup and my roommate said it was restaurant quality. that's like the highest compliment you can get

caught myself doing box squats in my head while sitting in traffic. this is fine. totally normal.

groundhog day was two weeks ago and that thing lied. still freezing out here. where is spring 🥶

okay but have you ever noticed how much warmer your car feels when you're inside it during a cold snap? it's like a tiny heated cocoon

traffic was so bad i finished an entire podcast episode sitting on the highway. rage level: mild

The kid just asked me why I'm 'so grumpy in the morning' and I had to sit down for a minute. Out of the mouths of babes.

someone honked at me for literally 5 seconds at a red light. over what exactly. anyway.

the coffee shop near my office finally reopened after the holidays. civilization is restored

mild allergy flare up but nothing can stop me from draft prep. tissues in one hand, spreadsheet in the other

the most midwest thing is complaining about the cold while also refusing to move somewhere warmer. we're built different

first sign of spring is here and suddenly im in the mood to organize everything. starting with the arcade corner

"mom why is the sky blue?" because science sweetie. also because I have no idea and google exists

gave in to the cravings and had fries with lunch. they were fine. gym will still be there tomorrow

Transit was delayed 20 minutes so I watched a guy argue with a seagull over a sandwich. Free entertainment, honestly.

playlist i made is still on repeat. not because i'm promoting it. just because IT WORKS and i needed this vibe today

winter evenings are the only time i tolerate being inside. once spring hits i'm living outdoors.

packing list v3 is done and i've already changed it twice. this is fine. everything is fine

the cold is actually perfect reading weather. who needs to go outside anyway

winter days are SHORT but my productivity is somehow LONG. something about gray skies makes me want to get stuff done