I finally finished my masterpiece.

It's a spreadsheet tracking all my subscription services.

I was having an existential crisis about the future of humanity.

Then I remembered I have a group chat dedicated to complaining about rising gas prices, and suddenly everything felt a little more manageable.

My parents always told me to follow my dreams.

Now my dreams are just about affording groceries that aren't on sale.

I just turned the age my parents were when they bought their first house.

I just hit 'add to cart' on a new houseplant.