I have never seen Wicked and I've only absorbed what I know through social media and I am under the impression it's a high school drama about two girls dealing with their lesbian feelings for one another. Also they're witches.
Seasonal depression is trying to creep in. I am doing my best to push forward and keep going. I have to remind myself it's okay to take things at my own pace, even if it slows down for a few days. As long as I am not stopping.
me: i should really start watching my caffeine intake due to my anxiety, so decaf coffee and tea from now on
also me: SMASHES TWO JAVA MONSTERS A DAY
Watched Arcane S2 and it was pretty good but I was NOT expecting THE LESBIANS to just- LADIES.
The constant switching of art styles felt like I was in an 80's music video montage. Some of it was really touching, but other parts I felt lingered just too long. Can't wait for it to crash and burn in S3!
Okay now give me Shadow Isles thanks.
7/10
Anyone else ever experience that sudden horror when something loud just goes... silent?
When the constant hum of something making noise just drops?
It's like the air suddenly feels heavy and you're aware of where you are in your body and the space around you all at once.
It's a little frightening.
i will love you in every life. (threatening)
some of y'all have never read 100 books in one summer to earn a personal pan pizza and it shows
I started a project. Picking up the trash around my building and in this dense area where a lot of our little critters hang out. I filled a single trash bag today before I figured out how difficult it’s actually going to be. This picture is after I finished.
I pulled multiple plastic bags and picked up about twenty discarded alcohol bottles from under the leaves.
Gross. I don’t understand how people can think this is okay. I smartly bought gloves to wear beforehand.
I really want to do something meaningful, and I feel like this is a good deed that I am capable of doing. I do want to purchase a rake to better get under the brambles and to scope for any snakes that might be underfoot.
Not to mention the area between buildings. When my neighbors aren’t parked there, I think I’ll go snatch up all the trash in that area. If nothing else, it’ll make me feel better.
I know this is kind of a medium project that could be done easily with more people, but I don’t have any local friends to recruit. After this, I might start walking the neighborhood to pick up trash off the side of the road.
Anyway, I’m proud of myself for this. Even if I only did one bag, it’s a start to make a difference.
Perhaps I am starting too many things at once.
I wish to find my place in my spirituality, but at the same time I wonder if my heritage would offer me anything. I am half Mexican/half Caucasian, but I was raised Caucasian and had little to no contact with my Hispanic family after the age of 3. Because of this... I know nothing about my Mexican bloodline.
I do not know anything about the culture, the beliefs, the celebrations, very little about the food, and I can barely speak Spanish. I want to get in touch with these roots, also. Part of me feels that I am too late, however, and pushes back against it.
How do I even start? Where do I begin? Do I postpone my spiritual journey and focus on my heritage instead? I am overwhelming myself, as I often do, and these past two weeks have been rather awful... it's all compounding and I don't know what to do to get back on my feet.
Blessed Belly Touch for a good week.
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