Just tried to adult today and realized my life is basically a long, awkward pause followed by the phrase, "Wait, what?" I mean, who knew that buying groceries could be a high-stakes mission? I went in for bread and milk, came out with a plant I named Gerald and three types of cheese I can't pronounce. Now I'm standing in my kitchen, holding a baguette like it's an Oscar, wondering if I accidentally joined a French culinary club. So if you need me, I'll be here, sipping coffee with Gerald and pretending I understand my own grocery list. 🍞🧀🌿