THINGS THAT HUMANISE YOUR DRs.

THINGS THAT HUMANISE YOUR DRs.

ৎ SIMPLE, HUMANISING THINGS :

⋆ forgetting where you placed your favourite book and finding it weeks later under the sofa.

⋆ your favourite sweater has a small snag, and you're debating whether to fix it or keep it as is.

⋆ a mug with a tiny chip in it that you still use because it's your mug.

⋆ a bit of dust on the piano keys or an unmade bed when you're in a rush.

⋆ tripping over your dog/cat/stuffed elephant because they're lying in the doorway.

⋆ shoes that hurt but you still wear them because they look good with your outfit.

⋆ your favourite jeans have that one little rip that keeps catching on things, but you refuse to stop wearing them.

⋆ spending ages finding the perfect lighting for selfies, only to hate them all later.

⋆ accidentally biting the inside of your cheek while eating and then obsessively poking at it for hours.

⋆ a specific smell in your wardrobe—a mix of old perfume and wood—that you’ll never be able to explain to anyone else.

⋆ stepping into your shower and realising someone moved all the bottles around, leaving you scrambling to find your conditioner.

ৎ A BIT MORE IMMERSIVE AND FLAWED :

⋆ spilling coffee on your notes for an important meeting, and the frantic wiping and swearing that follows.

⋆ hair that won't co-operate no matter how much you brush or style it.

⋆ a scratch on your favourite vinyl record that skips during your most-loved song.

⋆ wearing mismatched socks because it was too early to care.

⋆ running out of your signature perfume and having to use something random you don’t quite love.

ৎ FAME RELATED :

⋆ paparazzi catching you mid-sneeze and that photo somehow going viral.

⋆ having to sign something bizarre, like a fan’s forehead, and wondering how your life came to this moment.

⋆ someone mispronouncing your name or a film title in an awards speech, and you laughing about it later (but it still stings).

⋆ the occasional paranoia about people liking you for your fame rather than you.

⋆ attending a fashion show and feeling like everyone is silently judging your outfit.

⋆ arriving five minutes late to a glamorous event because you underestimated how long it would take to tie your shoes.

⋆ a director giving you confusing instructions on set, so you end up delivering the most awkward line of your career.

⋆ fans who ask the same question in interviews repeatedly, and you have to smile through it like you’re hearing it for the first time.

⋆ losing your train of thought during a speech and having to awkwardly laugh it off.

⋆ a quiet moment backstage when you realise you forgot to eat, and now you’re inhaling a slightly stale croissant.

⋆ the ache in your feet after a long day on set, and that moment of relief when you finally kick off your shoes.

ৎ RELATIONSHIP AND INTIMACY :

⋆ an inside joke with your s/o that doesn’t make sense anymore, but you keep saying it to each other anyway.

⋆ him stealing a bite of your food every time, even when you specifically said you weren’t sharing.

⋆ a silly fight over who hogs the covers, only to end up tangled together anyway.

⋆ watching him try to cook and making a complete mess of the kitchen, flour on his nose, but you can’t stop smiling.

⋆ a fight with your s/o about something petty, like who forgot to take out the rubbish, and realising later how ridiculous it was.

ৎ OVERWHELMING AND OVERSTIMULATING :

⋆ sitting in your apartment but feeling lonely in a way that your friends can’t fix.

⋆ misplacing your phone, then realising it's right next to you after searching everywhere.

⋆ public appearances where everything feels too loud.

⋆ losing a ring or piece of jewellery with sentimental value and feeling like it’s all you can think about.

⋆ rain-soaked boots squeaking as you walk through a marble lobby, and the humiliation of slipping just a little bit.

⋆ a room so crowded and loud that it feels impossible to breathe, but you’re too stuck to leave.

⋆ the guilt of not responding to texts from friends and family because you forgot.

⋆ waking up in your apartment, and for a second, forgetting where you are, feeling disoriented but comforted by the soft hum of the city.

ৎ MICRO HUMANISING MOMENTS :

⋆ that soft hum of traffic drifting through your balcony at night.

⋆ the slight stickiness of your lip gloss on a windy day (ugh, hair always gets stuck in it).

⋆ the cold marble of a building against your hand when you lean against it while chatting.

⋆ a pen exploding in your bag, staining the inside and making you swear you’ll be more careful next time (you won’t).

⋆ the faint sound of your upstairs neighbour vacuuming, reminding you that even in your dr, you’re part of a shared world.