Age is subjective.
I feel 35.
My back and neck hurt all the fucking time.
I thought about getting botox for the first time the other day.
Fuck crows feet.
Who even cares about botox at this point with everything that’s happening in the world?
I compensate working late on my birthday with a cosmopolitan & cheeseburger at the Plaza’s Champagne Bar promptly after.
How do people strength train without a full length mirror?
Why did I sleep on yoga for so long…my back and neck were screaming for it.
I’m now wasting money buying strange pillows for my back and neck.
I love walking more than running.
I could live the rest of my life in New York City.
Why is everything I like so expensive? (#7 and #12)
A favorite sound = Luna’s nails clacking on our hardwood floor.
It makes me immensely sad what’s happening at my alma mater.
Many places I’m itching to visit are right here in America, which is funny to me.
There’s so much earth to see, but I will visit Italy and Greece over and over again for the rest of my life.
I can’t handle spicy food.
Everything is made of fucking plastic???
Fuck opinion shopping.
Fuck people pleasing.
I honestly swear a lot less than I used to..
Not sure 22 is actually true.
I will write a book someday. Mark my fucking words.
Please stop asking me when I want to have children!
Why do some humans care so much about each others’ weight?
Timing truly is everything.
The best thing you can say is often nothing at all.
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Happy Birthday, Hannah! Loved this read. Nothing a cheeseburger and champagne at the Plaza can’t fix!