"Follow Your Bliss"

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I'm here to remind everyone that Rumi's story can be easily interpreted as a queer story and how important that is to a lot of people, including myself. I want you guys to now that, whether you are out or still in the closet, you are loved, you are perfect just the way you are and I wish our community not just a good month, but a good life, always! We exist, and we'll continue to exist forever.

That was the exact thought process

apologies in advance for the angst.

Rumi: Hey Zoey are you ready to talk?

Zoey: No.

Rumi: Ok sweetie. Do you need anything from me?

Zoey: Can we cuddle?

Rumi: Of course jagiya.

Rumi climbs into Zoey’s bed. Zoey immediately nuzzles into the crook of Rumi’s neck and wraps her arms and legs around her. Rumi slowly rubs her back.

Zoey, sobbing: Whats wrong with me?

Rumi: Nothings wrong with you jagiya.

Zoey: How can miss someone who was never even born?

Rumi, pauses for a second before answering: Zoey I don’t know what you’re going through… has to pause to stop her own tears …I miss my mom every day even though I never met her.

Zoey: Rumi I’m sorry I didn’t mean—

Rumi: It’s ok. Sometimes I wonder how she would wake me up in the morning if I was too stubborn to get out of bed or what my training would look like. I wonder how she would… her patterns flash to her old shameful purple.

Zoey: She would love you no matter what.

Rumi, plants a kiss on Zoey’s forehead: Thank you jagiya. I guess what I’m trying to say is that its ok to miss someone you don’t know.

They just lay there for a while, crying and holding each other tight.

Zoey: Rumi?

Rumi: Yes jagiya?

Zoey: Do you think Mira would be upset with me?

Rumi: No of course not. You didn’t do anything wrong.

Zoey: But i kinda took away her spotlight.

Rumi: We aren’t on stage Zo, there is no spotlight, ok?

Zoey: Yea, I guess… Do you think she would want to…

Rumi: Make a Zoey sandwich? Yes i think she would. Do you want me to go get her?

Zoey: Yes please.

about a minute later

Rumi: I got Mira but she has an entourage.

Zoey: DERPY!

Derpy jumps on the bed and licks Zoey in the face a couple times before lying down at the foot of the bed. Rumira chuckle at Zoey’s giant smile when she got licked before sliding i to bed, sandwiching Zoey in between them.

Mira, kisses the back of Zoey’s neck: Looks like we have competition Rumi.

Rumi, kisses Zoey on the cheek: I guess we do.

Zoey: I love you guys.

Rumira: We love you too.

Some jobs, you can fuck around for six hours a day, but you know what you're doing so well that the work you do in two hours would take somebody else ten.

Some jobs, you spend those two hours preventing other people from making mistakes that would take 100 hours to fix if you weren't there to steer them right.

So don't buy into the idea that if you're not working 480 minutes a day, you're not doing enough to get paid a day's wages. That's the capitalism talking.