Adulting: Sell Your Soul for a Weekend That Never Comes
What lie do you tell yourself to get through the week? I lie to myself every damn Monday like it’s some sacred ritual. I tell myself “this grind matters.” I spin that worn-out wheel of bullshit about “worth it” and “cool weekend plans” like I’m handing myself a participation trophy in a race I don’t even want to run anymore. I swear I’ll do things. I’ll go outside. I’ll live. I’ll almost certainly regret every second of work I just slogged through, but by golly, the […]https://ericfoltin.com/2026/02/13/adulting-sell-your-soul-for-a-weekend-that-never-comes/
