For every soul who's ever felt preserved in amber while the world burns. For everyone who's checked the weather app and laughed that hollow laugh when every single day just says "HOTTER." For the ones still at their desks while the planet itself files a complaint with HR.

This is the moment when you stop fighting it—when you realize the absurdity is the point, that survival sometimes looks like showing up to the apocalypse in business casual. The transformation isn't escape; it's the dark enlightenment of finally seeing your rubber duck keychain for what it always was: a tiny phoenix waiting to rise from the ashes of your productivity metrics.

"Tomorrow will be hotter, and I'll be here."

What's the temperature where you're trying to function? Drop it in the comments—solidarity loves company.

Too Hot to Function

Hi, sorry if you came across my page, not sure if my ADHD meds be working that well lately.... ALL LISTENS ARE FINAL, NO REFUNDS.

I just want to dance to my own music with you all. Experience it together, as I truely find joy in knowing my actions are significant. 

Initiate a Convo in the Comments, then we'll go from there. I'll follow up with everyone.

New tracks tagged #ExisentialBangers