I don’t know why but when I like something I get extremely into it and want to be an expert. I’ll drink some peppermint tea and then spend the whole day reading about how to cultivate a tea garden, I read a short article about using vitamin C serum with your moisturizer and next thing you know I’m researching the best industrial grade L-ascorbic acid powder and pH testing materials so I can make my own serum. I get an A on one paper and I start planning my best-selling book that’ll out sell the Bible and get me a spot in Oprah’s book club. I wish I could just be content with drinking my tea and buying serum from a drugstore and writing good papers. There exists this huge gap between the expectations I have of my abilities and opportunities and reality.
i’m going out tonight for the first time in months but i have to pregame with coffee bc i’m at that point in adulthood where i get tired before 8pm :(