meanwhile the world goes on

simply cannot ever resist what i call the little mermaid or the tin man or the pinnochio plot, the one about a character who is either inhuman or human but outside in some way, constantly searching for whatever it is that they consider to be the quintessential proof of humanity, preoccupied by it so deeply that they fail to realize the proof is in the act and fact of the search itself

pesto is the least disappointing food by a fucking mile. i never think to add her to things and every time i get something with pesto i think oh thatll be nice i guess a little basil and when i get a bite with pesto i have to hold back tears of joy. there you are darling ive been looking everywhere for you