@99problems
a feeling that usually appears sometime in your mid-twenties and disappears in your thirties when you finally realize nobody actually knows what they’re doing. people just become better at pretending they have a plan.
the absolute worst invention of capitalism. you wake up, the alarm sounds like a war siren, and for a solid 10 minutes you just lie there contemplating every life choice that led you to this moment. then you remember you have that meeting at 9am with people who are somehow already chipper and talking about their productive weekend.
socially acceptable excuse
