This is something I’m trying to tell myself as the construction continues, the drill like a shrieking beast from the depths of Hades. At least someone is getting a new kitchen, I guess.

Perhaps at the cost of my sanity, but it’s not like it’s their price to pay.

Sunny: check. Chillish but warmer: check. People saying stuff just to say it on twitter? Infinity checks.

And that’s the thing. Whether it’s the people trying to drill into my very soul, or the ones on twitter trying to scoop out and eat yours, it’s all just noise.

It’s all just noise.

Name it, point it out, admit it exists. But also see it for what it is.

Have a great Wednesday.

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