idk man

But every now and then SPECIFICALLY after a migraine, I'll have one random day of obsessive, hyperfixiation art. I'll paint twenty canvases, I'll break out the oil pastels and fancy pencils and bang out masterpiece after masterpiece.

Then I'll crash out and immediately return to being a burnt out husk again. It's as if the migraine triggers some random event that prompts my brain into thinking it's ten years ago for like one day.

Is it worth the agony of a migraine? No. Nothing in this world is worth that utter unfathomable misery.

Urbosa sat for weeks unable to stop watching her body decay. She can't bring herself to look away from it even though it disgusts her to watch it rot.

Revali still doing a daily systems report over the radio because it was just...routine. It doesn't matter now because the beasts aren't theirs, but he keeps reporting anyway. After a few months, he pivots and starts describing the sunrise instead. He's the only one on the top of his beast rather than inside it, so it helps the others keep track of the days and remember. His poetic language finally has purpose.

Daruk jogging around his beast trying to train. Trying to keep strong for when Link arrives. Deep down he knows his physical body is gone, but if he just doesn't look at it then he can pretend he's still fine. Sometimes he talks to invisible folk just to stave off the loneliness. He was so social, he misses the Gorons.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/87789621

I unpick all the labels from my clothes so I have a stache of them. So I take these clothes home, unpick all the shein tags, and sew back in tags for other brands instead.

Then I re-donate them again, usually to a different charity shop to avoid suspicion.