The world was not made for us short people. If you are pocket-sized like me, you know this to be true.
This is a dramatic reenactment of me trying to reach anything ever.
That’s me trying to put something in an overhead bin, reach something on top of the fridge or give my six foot tall boyfriend a kiss. The struggle is so real. I go through life on tippy toes with one hand in my pocket and the other one dragging around a step-ladder (apologies to Alanis for massacring her iconic lyrics).