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They're preying on insecurities to do it. Yes, you can write an essay - but can you write a good essay, they ask you. Do you not want to improve your output? Do you not want people to think of you as competent and very clever? Why go through the mortifying process of failing and failing and failing until you succeed if you can just skip the "learning" part of doing, and simply generate a ready-made product?

When farmers grow the same crop too many years in a row, it can leave their soil depleted of minerals and other nutrients that are vital to the health of their fields.

To avoid this, farmers will often alternate the crops that they grow because some plants will use up different minerals (such as nitrogen) while other plants replenish those minerals. This process is known as “crop rotation.”

So the next time you find that you need to step away from a project to work on something else for a while, don’t beat yourself up for “quitting” that project. Give yourself permission to practice “mental crop rotation” to maintain a healthy brain field.

It’s important, though, to understand that during the fallow period, no nutrients are removed from that ground, and nothing is expected of it. Whatever the land grows then, it keeps, and it gets tilled back in or decomposes in place, to return its energy to the earth.

We’re not allowed, in our current society, to just let our minds be fallow for a bit, to produce nothing for export, to make nothing that can be sold. But it’s part of good land stewardship, to give every field time when it doesn’t need to give you anything back. 

* New student, very small. Grace said it was pebble. Pebble is small Earth rock. Pebble likes name.

* He found out Eridians have no gender rules.

* Students brought him mineral sample. After he stopped crying he said he loves show-and-tell game. Human naming conventions oddly literal.

* I told him Earthsun grew bright.

* I took him up atop atmosphere bypass elevator to look at stars.

* He woke up from nap and found me still with him. I did not wait on his chest; he says I am heavy like “elephant” and he “couldn’t breathe.” I laid my arm over him instead, kept him close, feeling safe. He said “cuddle” was warm.

* Before class he heard younglings singing.

* He has plants in house from sprouts on ship. Plant grew “bud.”

* Engineers got seawater temperature right. He took off shoes and stood in water, sighing. He didn’t care about pants getting damp. Cried until shirt was also damp. Humans very endlessly wet.

* He missed “Doritos.”

* Adrian helped food scientists make taumoeba dried paste. Made it crunchy after heating. We fused it into triangle form. Told him it was Tauritos. That made him laugh-cry. Laugh-cry is rare and precious.

* He remembered Eridians have no gender rules.

* We made him celebration outfit. Used metals he calls pretty. He can see frequencies named “colorful” and “shiny.” These make humans happiest.

* I gave him hug when he wasn’t expecting it. Easier to hug close now with exosuit. Hug when Grace sitting down so he does not fall over.

Bitch before enriched flour, neural tube defects like spina bifida were far more common. Even now, spina bifida clinicians and researchers are begging to have salt and maize fortified to reach groups that don’t use as much flour. Before iodized salt, the United States had a fucking GOITER BELT. Eleven years after the introduction of fluoridated water, a city in Michigan found the rate of dental caries among school children dropped a staggering 60%— in an era where tooth decay regularly fucking killed people

I’m literally not even going to start on vaccines, which are among the most successful and robustly studied public health measures in world history

Like, sure, the other kids are aware Dick can be scary and intense - there's nothing that strikes more fear than an angry or disappointed Nightwing - but they weren't there for the times that Dick didn't bother to fix things. Nowadays, Dick has his moments and he's certainly still got his temper, but he tries his best to hold the family together. Becomes a mediator when it's needed. Attempts to be the voice of reason.

Which is nothing like the Nightwing that Jason remembers when he was Robin.

The Dick he remembers essentially avoided the Manor at all costs, wanted nothing to do with Bruce. He'd manage to see the man without yelling on a good day. There was no 'voice of reason' - Dick would fuck off to Blüdhaven and that was it. He didn't make any active attempts to reconcile, and more often than not spoke to Jason only about having issues with Bruce.

Safe to say, Jason coming back to Dick 'fuck Batman, call me if you need to bitch about him' Grayson being the mediator and trying to defend Bruce was a bit of a culture shock for him.

Even when he got over that, though - because honestly, even if Dick would usually drop the sunshine, "mr. helpful" persona around him, Jason still enjoyed having his older brother more present - the biggest issue was that no one believed him when he told them what Dick used to be like.

Tim is the only one who kind of understood - he was on the receiving end of Dick's ire when he first took Robin on, after all, and Bruce and Dick hadn't been on great terms then, either; but even he couldn't fully comprehend the idea of a Dick that doesn't at least try to talk to and reconcile with Bruce, or a Dick that wasn't around almost at all.

Sometimes, Jason will just drop random lore from when he was Robin, and his siblings won't believe him and believe he's exaggerating because, "Dick wouldn't, right?"

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