There’s a point in every friend group where someone finally sighs, “Wait, am I the drama?” Usually after a petty text argument or a group chat gone quiet. Everyone laughs, but deep down, the question lands like a pebble in…
You probably think your clothes are just… clothes. Fabric, colour, weather decisions. But every outfit you reach for every time you say “ugh, nothing to wear” you’re actually revealing a part of yourself that doesn’t always get a microphone. Style…
Some people have a comfort blanket. Others? A drink that quietly says, “You’ll survive today.”Hot or cold, fizzy or flat it’s less about hydration and more about identity. Your beverage is a mirror. It reveals how you cope, how you…
It’s funny how people keep looking for purpose in grand gestures. They chase titles, collect goals, measure themselves in milestones. Meanwhile, the magic hides in smaller things the way you triple-check your bag before leaving, or how you hum one…
You know that split second after your phone buzzes when you glance, read the message, maybe even smile, and then think, I’ll reply in a minute. Except the minute becomes an hour, the hour becomes a day, and suddenly you’re…
You know that moment right before sleep when your brain decides it’s the perfect time to replay a six-year-old conversation in HD? Yeah. That’s not insomnia, that’s overthinking’s favorite party trick. We all do it differently. Some people write color-coded…
The lock screen flashes 17%.You sigh.Not because your phone is dying but because it feels like a mirror. Somewhere between unread messages and mental to-do lists, your own energy bar has been hovering there too. Low-power mode. Every vibration feels…
It starts small. You open your laptop to finish that one work task, but suddenly you’re deep into reorganizing your desktop folders, checking flight prices to nowhere, and watching a 17-minute video on “the psychology of medieval tavern design.” You…
It starts the same way for everyone. You’re scrolling through stories, half-bored, half-lonely, and suddenly someone posts one of those “Send me an anonymous compliment” links. You think it’s cringe. You think you’d never. Then your thumb hesitates. Because maybe…
The message always starts small.A “hey.”A “you up?”Sometimes it’s a meme that used to make both of you laugh. Or an old photo that your phone decided to resurface, like it’s in on the joke. Missing someone isn’t cinematic. It’s…