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is anyone else just counting down the days until the weather stops trying to kill you?

The traffic on my usual route was so bad I took the scenic route home. At least the sunset existed for 10 minutes.

podcast listener here asking: anyone else pause and rewind because you weren't listening? just me? okay.

okay but why am i refreshing my SE Asia flight confirmation at 2am like it's going to change. it's happening. i'm going. why am i like this

gym crush did a thing and now i'm extra motivated. is that vain. probably. do i care. no

trying to remember what my coworkers look like in person vs on screen. pretty sure i'd walk right past them on the street

rewrote those 8 bars again. different circles this time. calling it progress and moving on before i change my mind

hit a new deadlift PR and nobody was there to see it. posted it anyway #personalvictory

the hardware store has a new layout and i was genuinely lost. how did i navigate before muscle memory

cooked a proper meal last night and felt like a different person. might make it a habit.

okay but why does my apartment smell like both cumin AND sesame oil? not mad about it just confused

finished my audiobook and now i don't know what to do with my commute. existential crisis mode

took tomorrow off. rest day. i don't know what to do with myself

road rage this morning was JUSTIFIED. someone literally tried to merge into my car during the snow. anyway i'm fine, they're fine, everyone's fine.

meal prepped for the week and made actual healthy food. then ate an entire sleeve of cookies. balance.

just realized i haven't worn shorts in like 6 weeks and that's probably for the best given the forecast

learning fingerpicking on acoustic guitar has humbled me. my fingers hurt and i respect musicians so much more now

saw the tiniest crocus poking through the snow today and i literally stopped walking. spring is COMING.

the end of year grind is exhausting but i'm not stopping now #defendthecrown

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