My Fucking Feelings 02.13.19'

Book tour. Invisalign. Kimchee quesadillas.

It’s 5:07 on a Wednesday evening. The lack of parking at the trendy hipster coffee joints has forced me to sit down at the local Starbucks, where I get sucked into buying those adult Lunchables — Two sliced apples, three carrot sticks, string cheese, and a handful of chocolate raisins that call out to the inner kid in you who was only given lunch tickets in middle school. Speaking of Starbucks, I recently went to the very first one in Seattle. It didn’t move me. But it did make me realize that we all start from somewhere. And that anything’s possible.

Author of “I Used To Be A Miserable F*CK” and “Single. on Purpose.” IG: theangrytherapist