June 8, 2025 – Fixing my posture for an imaginary audience
Today all of Chapel Hill saw me sit at a desk for 8 hours. I'm exposed in this way because my roommate decided to remove the blinds from our floor-to-ceiling windows before she left for the summer. A half-scroll through Facebook Marketplace did absolutely nothing to resolve this issue so I gave up and decided I could live like a zoo animal for 10 weeks. The first thing I did was prop a target mirror against the window for modesty. Ultimately, I found it very uncomfortable to have such an accessible view of my side profile. So I did away with the mirror because the constant worry of someone perceiving me has done more to fix my spine than the Amazon back brace my mom made me wear in 10th grade.
June 5, 2025 – No time and no fun
I've put myself in a situation of having too much to do and little to show for it besides a hunchback, dry hands no mani, and several minimum-medium wage "jobs" that have been subsidizing my Beli posts. It's that damn phone and by that I mean I haven't been on it and not in a digital detox way. It's so hard not being able to send or react to reels before noon. I've been forced to optimize my mid life for five weeks and let me tell you this is not sustainable. Trump and Elon broke up and I didn't even notice. Things I will do when I am free: scroll and scroll and scroll and watch a movie and reply to that one email and write in my diary (remember) and be grateful I had something to do and crash on friend-couches in various cities along the East Coast, God willing.
June 5, 2025 – Opening Night (Morning)
Let's all make one big groupchat in every universe (platform)