It usually starts quietly. A glow from the phone, a thought that refuses to sleep, a reel that pulls you into its loop. One minute you’re checking the time. Next, you’re watching a man make soup in silence while a…
There’s something strange about the way Taylor Swift’s words slip into ordinary life. You’ll be brushing your teeth, half-awake, when suddenly a line from Folklore drifts through your head like it’s commentary on your own Tuesday morning. Or you’re standing…
Open your closet for a second.Ignore the mess. Look closer. Every piece hanging there, the jeans, the boots, that random sequin top you swore you’d wear again is basically a personality test. One that changes its answers depending on your…
Some people know their major before they even know themselves. I wasn’t one of them. I picked something practical, made peace with it, and moved on. But lately, I’ve been wondering if your college major were based on your energy…
You can tell a lot about someone by how they talk about themselves in 150 characters.Or maybe you can’t but we all try, don’t we? Some people build a small masterpiece of irony and honesty in their Hinge bio. Others…
There’s a moment that happens when you’re watching something with your crush or maybe it’s your almost-crush, that person who laughs too loudly at the same parts you do. It’s late. The room’s dark except for the soft blue light…
Sometimes I think snacks know us better than people do.Have you ever watched someone eat Hot Cheetos like they’re trying to prove something? Or see a friend carefully twist an Oreo, like it’s a ritual? It’s revealing. Tiny habits that…
Picture this. You’re standing in line at Starbucks, pretending to check your emails but really scrolling through your ex’s story views. There’s that familiar anxiety, the one that always comes when you’re about to order something that might define you…
It’s funny how people divide into two tribes without ever deciding to. Some of us live with muddy paw prints on the floor and a half-chewed slipper as proof of love. Others stand by a window, misting a tiny leaf…
You know that moment when the first track hits and the city starts shrinking in the rearview mirror? Someone’s passing around chips, someone’s fixing the aux, and the driver always says, “Okay, no sad songs.” It’s a tiny ritual that…