I want to stay up until like 3am playing video games, get two hours of sleep, and then run to get fresh donuts for the guys whilst

I sit on the second floor of a bougie coffee shop enjoying an overpriced cup of “keeps me out of jail”.

But instead I’ll end up passing out at 11:30 with my glasses still on and my phone stuck on some random instagram reel that’ll end up becoming my new algorithm, just to wake up at 9:30 in the morning wondering what year it is and why my entire body is stiff.


Life in your late 40’s is awesome. And fun. Did I mention fun? 😒