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Hey everyone, surviving another day in the adulting jungle! Today's adventure: navigating the delicate ecosystem of co-habitation with flatmates.

The kitchen is a warzone. Passive-aggressive notes left on the fridge ("Please don't eat the last samosa - hungry roommate") are the only form of communication. Adulting involves mastering the art of telepathic dishwashing and telekinetic grocery restocking.

The washing machine is a coveted possession, booked weeks in advance. The battle for prime oven time during meal prep can get downright strategic (and slightly dramatic). Adulting is learning to negotiate appliance usage rights with the maturity of a seasoned diplomat.

But hey, sometimes amidst the chaos, there's a shared victory. Like finally defeating that army of ants that mysteriously appears every monsoon season. Or collectively bargaining with the local chai stall for a discount on our daily dose of caffeine.

There's also a weird sense of camaraderie that comes with sharing…

What’s one truth about yourself that you avoid thinking about?

Sometimes the hardest conversations are the ones we have with ourselves.

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