It usually hits you somewhere between your third scroll and your fourth existential crisis. You’re watching someone post a sunset run with a caption like “healing era, but make it aesthetic” and suddenly you wonder if you’re living life, or…
It starts with the shoes. You know, the ones you convince yourself are “for running” but somehow only ever see morning sunlight when you’re emotionally spiraling or trying to clear your head before work. The air feels a little different…
The first time someone called you an NPC online, it probably stung a little. Or at least made you Google what it meant. Now, it’s practically a badge of irony. We joke about it, caption TikToks with it, even turn…