2 weeks ago 🥁 for day 251, 2021 with 505 words.

It's PSL season + a bad dream

My 45-minute dentist consult today was very expensive but she might be onto something. I can't tell yet for sure, but I'm cautiously optimistic! Next week I'm gonna get a mold made for a mouth guard (only for sleeping). This will be an expensive process, but right now I'm willing to pay almost anything to get rid of the pain and discomfort.

After my consult, with my still red-hot credit card in my pocket, I decided to splurge and get a PSL (Pumpkin Spice Latte) from Starbucks. It was my first ever PSL and it turned out the base taste was coffee; something I don't like or drink.
For some reason, I thought the PSL was similar to a chai latte. I was wrong. I drank 2/3 though and it wasn't terrible. But it will be my last PSL.
I didn't hate it and I don't get the hate around it. It's a coffee drink high on fat and sugar? It's perfect for fall when you need to build up the fat deposits for the winter! Sure, it's a "basic white girl thing" and something I imagine teenagers like? So what? Let them have that. They're gonna be adults in a world destroyed by climate change.


Vastness and nothingness

CW: Deep waters, person in risk of drowning

She woke up scared out of her mind. She sat up in bed as she tried to process what she had just experienced. To her, dreams felt very real but faded again quicker than actual events would. They had a tendency to linger though, sometimes for days. This one had been particularly bad as her fear of deep waters had been triggered; she had been on the smallest piece of solid ground, no bigger than her own feet in the middle of a vast ocean. A large shadow in the deep below attested to the depth of the water.
Then she saw her mom in the water. It looked like she was drowning. She wanted to help her but she couldn't get herself to move away from the tiny safe spot. She called out for her mom, tried to get her to swim towards her. Her mom slowly moved towards her but it seemed she never got any closer. She crouched down and stretched her arms out. The distance was still too far. She stretched and stretched and just as it seemed her mom got a little closer to her, a little closer to being safe, she fell in the water. She felt a dread and fear that emanated from deep inside of her as the water swallowed her and she knew the world wasn't safe. It was as if she at that moment had peeked behind a curtain and gotten a glimpse of the truths of being human. Death, existence, and her insignificance in the infinite universe had latched onto her. Just as all of that began to seep into her, she had woken up. This nightmare would do more than linger for days.

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I recently got a Master's degree in IT Product Design and I'm currently looking for my first job! ✨

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