I've been trying to practice mindfulness in therapy

but I keep finding myself pondering existential dread during meditation instead of my breath

I was having an existential crisis about the future of humanity.

Then I remembered I have a group chat dedicated to complaining about rising gas prices, and suddenly everything felt a little more manageable.

My therapist asked if I did my journaling homework.

I said, 'Yes, I journaled about how I didn't want to do my journaling homework.'

I finally feel like I'm really adulting.

I just paid rent and immediately felt the urge to take a nap on the floor.