I've been trying to afford a house, but it seems like the only thing I can actually buy is avocado toast

My manager told us to 'embrace the chaos' of this quarter.

I'm pretty sure my embrace just gave me emotional whiplash.

I just got advice from a boomer to 'just buy a smaller house'

like a studio apartment in a desirable neighborhood is just a Honda Civic with a Murphy bed

I've been reading all these self-help books to improve my mental health

now my apartment is just a pile of unread books and unfulfilled potential