they could be starlings

but like! i kept going. and now i’m great. i’m happy a lot. i’m happy every day! often, i’m happy for most of the day. it’s like walking around with a fistful of glitter for a heart. it’s like you invented the sun. it’s like you are ½ kitten and ½ unicorn. i don’t take for granted any part of a day not spent lost out in the godforsaken arctic tundra of depression. i have a good life and i do work i love and i have a lot of friends and i like myself. it’s awesome. 

anyway: i kept going, and it was hard and awful, and i had to take it on faith that there’d be a better ending to the years of misery than getting smeared across a freeway. and there was. and there’s one for you too. 

Miloslav Druckmüller

shit

“Does the validity of that Wirt cosplay change with the gnome costume-wearer’s knowledge of Wirt?“

Does the validity of the gnome costume change with Wirt’s knowledge of his own gnome costume? Are gnome-costume-wearers no longer Wirt cosplayers in the event that Wirt did not know he was dressed as a gnome? Can the validity of a costume hinge on the theoretical knowledge of someone who doesn’t actually exist?