Every conversation I have had or overheard today has just been either dystopian nightmare fuel or dragon smut related. We are in a weird timeline.

Don’t you just love it when the free spirited, impulsive ADHD side of you made the plans, but the rigid thinking, schedule abiding side of you showed up day of? And now things are not on schedule and you’re in sensory overload? 😅

A rare wig…dare I say a rattlin’ wig? Ya girl does love to commit to the bit.

Uno Attack. Because semi unpredictable card flinging was what the game was missing, I guess?

When you’re doing the math to figure out how mentally unwell you are based on your top band or song on Spotify wrapped and how many minutes you listened, remember that there are 1,440 minutes in a day.

Incredibly glad (for everyone around me) that the Wicked film didn’t come out when I was in high school. I would have been a terror about it.

Is there anything worse than waking up on a beautiful Saturday and then realizing it’s actually Friday? 🙃