i just— this thing happened today in a board meeting, yeah? someone told a joke, a really dumb one, and i laughed. like a full on HA. but my palms were SOAKED. and i wiped them on my trousers underneath the table, like trying to look all chill while inside my brain was just doing the macarena on a burning hot stove. is that weird? does everyone feel like they're just... acting? this student loan debt ain't gonna pay itself so i gotta keep up the act right? it's 2am and i can't sleep thinking about my clammy hands. fuck.