My fruit bowl has somehow turned into a fruit and sunglasses and yogurt pretzel bowl. And I also see the lid to my smoothie jar. I may as well start throwing my car keys and the mail in there.

It’s like I use up every ounce of adult responsibility and organization and togetherness at work and I just don’t have any left for the rest of my life.

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