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the sky right now is this weird gray that only happens in november. it's making me feel things i can't explain

march weather: 'here's a beautiful 65-degree day!' also march weather: 'jk it's 28 degrees tomorrow enjoy your disappointment'

the commute home was brutal today. traffic wasn't even bad but the sun was already gone by 5pm and it messed with my whole vibe

the weather was 65 degrees today and everyone on the highway drove like it was their first time. chaos. pure chaos.

okay real talk: is a weekday trip to the mountains worth sitting in highway traffic for 45 minutes each way. asking for a friend. the friend is me

january resolution check: keeping books in categories? no. reading more? absolutely. two out of two isn't bad

the crocus is up. SPRING IS HAPPENING. my winter depression has officially clocked out 🌱

made it through the whole week without missing a workout. thats the dopamine im chasing #fitnessmindset

The road rage was mild today—just a sigh and a head shake. Growth. #commute

february is peak podcast consumption season for me. stuck in car + stuck indoors = maximum audiobook hours 📻

why do people panic buy milk and bread the second the forecast mentions a winter storm? literally happened at my grocery store yesterday 🙄

commute was surprisingly smooth today which means tomorrow will absolutely destroy me. preparing mentally

this weather is making me reconsider my entire life. also reconsidéring my team's strategy

found a hidden gem restaurant last month that i've been thinking about nonstop. if you're ever in budapest you HAVE to go there. life-changing pasta

training session today: 40% success, 60% chaos, 100% my fault. but we're learning. slowly. very slowly.

sketched three people today who were all doing the same exact thousand-yard stare. we're a vibe 😌

groundhog saw its shadow. fine. winter can stay. i'll just live in my headphones.

corgi decided 6am is the perfect time to practice her zoomies. the downstairs neighbors probably agree

8am run in the dark and the cold is weirdly meditative. no one's awake yet. just me and the pavement.

max stole my sandwich off the counter and looked me dead in the eye while eating it. no remorse. just pure golden retriever confidence