one of my colleagues who is physically unable to stop talking is never in the office, but of course, today of all days, the day i forgot to take my concerta, she's here. and she, of course, can't stop talking — LOUDLY. i have never been so distracted and annoyed in my life.
My dad teases me about how when I was a little kid, my favorite thing to do when I was on the landline phone with somebody—be it a relative or one of my best friends—was to breathlessly describe the things that were in my bedroom so that they could have a mental picture of everything I loved and chose to surround myself with, and where I sat at that moment in time. Perfectly Imperfect reminds me of that so thanks for always listening and for sharing with me too 💌
