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I'm thinking of Symphony of the Sixth Blast Furnace by Evgeny Sedukhin again...

my oldest cat is too self conscious to play toys but sometimes he'll post up next to one in a way that's very deliberate and possessive and he'll mournfully contemplate it for a while

he cringes when I blow catnip bubbles for the other cats but one time I caught him batting at the leather fringe on my thrifted motorcycle jacket and I don't think he's ever recovered from the embarrassment

earlier today i told an acquaintance in passing that i'll often be in the middle of a novel and think "man i wish this shit were more ambiguous" and had to reiterate twice that i wasn't being sarcastic before they believed me, so this post is to say: i love when writers don't bother to explain everything, i love when stories end uncertain and unsettling, i love being required to think as a reader, i love when stuff makes no damn sense, no i'm not kidding

I just love it when things are earnest like everyone get more earnest now

some hyper famous artists like Van Gogh transcend overratedness and become underrated because they're so normalized. Like I'll look at a van Gogh and I'm like wait this really is amazing you guys don't get it

Shakespeare is like this