Toy pensando que no tomar desayuno no hace bien. Se siente como un logro, pero mejor comer alguna cosita. Cuando logré dejar de comer en la noche, celebramos.
Do any of u have decent recipes that are like 5 ingredients (not including spices) and take 45 mins or less to prepare i gotta stop eating sandwiches for dinner
Chairs and Tables by Clara Porset, Pierre Marques Hotel, Acapulco, 1957.
All photos are taken from the book “Clara Porset’s Design: Creating a Modern Mexico”.
A comforting picture
CRISTIN MILIOTI as Nanette Cole in BLACK MIRROR: USS Callister (2017)
chile's true form
This counts as vent art.
Los piercing son caros y significan una decisión estética importante que muestra preocupación. Son símbolo de status
I remember the day that I heard taylor swift’s next album would be called the tortured poets department I spent the rest of it repeating the phrase over and over in my head because something about how it rolled off the tongue bothered me so badly
Something that literally changed my life was working with a friend on a coding thing. He was helping me create an auto rig script and was trying to explain something to me but his words were just turning into static in my brain. I was tired and confused and there was so many new concepts happening.
I could feel myself working toward a crying meltdown and was getting preemptively ashamed of what was about to happen when he said, “Hey, are you someone who benefits from breaks?”
It broke me.
Did I benefit from breaks? I didn’t know. I’d never taken them.
When a problem frustrated or upset me I just gritted my teeth and plowed through the emotional distress because eventually if you batter and flail at something long enough you figure it out. So what if you get bruised on the way.
I viscerally remembered in that moment being forced to sit at the table late into the night with my dad screaming at me, trying to understand math. I remembered taking that with me into adulthood and having breakdowns every week trying to understand coding. I could have taken a break? Would it help? I didn’t know! I’d never taken one!
“Yes,” I told him. We paused our call. I ate lunch. I focused on other stuff for half an hour. I came back in a significantly better state of mind, and the thing he’d been trying to explain had been gently cooking in the back of my head and seemed easier to understand.
Now when I find myself gritting my teeth at problems I can hear his gentle voice asking if I benefit from breaks. Yes, dear god, yes why did I never get taught breaks? Why was the only way I knew to keep suffering until something worked?
I was relating to this same friend recently my roadtrip to the redwoods with my wife. “We stopped every hour or so to get out and stretch our legs and switch drivers. It was really nice. When I was a kid we’d just drive twelve hours straight and not stop for anything, just gas. We’d eat in the car and power through.”
He gave a wry smile, immediately connecting the mindset of my parents on a road trip to what they’d instilled in me about brute forcing through discomfort. “Do you benefit from breaks?” he echoed, drawing my attention to it, making me smile with the same sad acknowledgement.
Take breaks. You’re allowed. You don’t have to slam into problems over and over and over, let yourself rest. It will get easier. Take. Breaks.
Mi perro es adorable. Tiene pinta de cachorro. Se acurruca siempre que puede. Tiene las patas muy cortitas. Da besitos. Se porta bien. En la casa.
Por que afuera casi mata a un perro, y de paso me mata a mi del susto. Me puse a divagar un segundo. Apareció un perro de la nada y tiro tan fuerte que rompió la correa y me quemó los dedos con el roce. Apenas lo logre agarrar me puse a llorar a mares, el pobre dueño me trato tan bien!!! Llore tanto y tanto rato que quede relajaita pal el resto del día. Nada que como una buena lloraita.