Something I absolutely love to do is say I’m gonna do something and then scroll on tiktok as 30 minutes pass. I think that when I open my phone to distract myself, time should stand still! Now THAT’S a million dollar app idea that would get Mark Cuban to shake your hand on Shark Tank. Who will do this for me please?
Today is the start of leo season, which is fun for me and meaningless for most people (unless they’re cool). My birthday is rapidly approaching and this year is “hitting different” as the kids say because I’m going to lose health insurance (because the government told me I’m IMMORTAL!!!!!!!!!!!!). That’s always felt like the last puzzle piece to adulthood, the thing that will make me fully financially independent from my parents. And frankly, it doesn’t sound fun! Would someone else also do this for me please?
Mid-twenties are sort of strange. In my early twenties, I still felt a dumb kid trying my best, but no one really took me seriously or expected much out of me. I was a freshman at life, everything was new and exciting and I was partying at frats every weekend. (that last part is a joke, please don’t think I attended frat parties after college). Mid-twenties feel a little bit more like I *should* have my shit together, or at least more people my age suddenly *do* have their shit together. But mentally, I still feel like I’m grasping at straws at almost every opportunity. How does one lock and load their identity? When did these straws get so slippery???
I certainly don’t have, what you’d call, “answers” to any of those questions, but I did encounter a temporary solution. Since I’m going to have to pay for my own doctor’s appointments soon, I figured I’d see them before that happens so I can avoid spending money. On my mother’s suggestion, I went to the “opthamologist” which is different than the optometrist by about four tests, the purpose of which no one ever explains.
It was a long and boring schlep of an experience, made even weirder by the fact that I was the youngest person there by about 30 years. I kept feeling like I really didn’t need to be there, but then god reminded me that she put me there for a reason because as I was leaving the doctor thanked me for making his job easier with my young and healthy eyes. I immediately felt like the hottest bitch in the world and remembered that I don’t need to be worried if I don’t have my whole life sorted by age 26. That is what the rest of my life is for!!!! That and losing my sight I guess.
Thanks for reading if you did. Have a lovely weekend goodbye!!!