Happy Hour, But Make It Diagnostic

Of course this exists. Somewhere along the timeline where we started tracking our steps, optimizing our sleep, and assigning moral value to hydration, it was only a matter of time before happy hour got clinically evaluated. Enter: the “barmacy.” Because why just decompress with friends when you can […]

The Nightstand Illusion of Control

There’s a glass of water on my nightstand right now. I will not drink it. I never drink it. And yet, every night, I place it there like I’m preparing for a very specific, very dramatic version of myself who might awaken at 3:17am, parched, reflective, possibly mid–existential […]

Parallel Universe Me Needs to Get a Hobby

So apparently, the internet has decided that not only do parallel universes exist (fine, physics, do your thing), but there’s also another version of me out there controlling me. Like I’m some kind of emotional marionette. Or worse, a cosmic voodoo doll. Somewhere, allegedly, Alternate Me is sitting […]

The Character Just Disappeared

There is a very specific kind of existential betrayal that happens sometime between 1:12 a.m. and “I definitely didn’t mean to fall asleep.” You’re watching a show.Something dependable. Structured. Predictable. Let’s say Law & Order. There are rules here: 1. There is a crime2.  There are detectives3. There […]