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Went to a little antique shop (I LOVE small town antique shops) where I bought a tea cup, and to the Mothman Museum, which was pretty neat!

Some photos of art in there for y'all:

They had some original documents, including parts of diaries from witnesses and an early draft of Keel's book. Also a bunch of props from the movie, and some historical artifacts from the time, including a few pieces of rubble from the bridge collapse.

And then like, dioramas and standees with written explanations of the sightings and different explanations and the bridge collapse and the aftermath with Keel and the so-called men in black and everything.

My partner had been there before but said it was expanded this time. Definitely worth a visit if you're passing through! My kid picked out a plushie, I met an artist who makes really fabulous mothman dolls (currently out of stock on etsy), I finally picked up a copy of Operation Trojan Horse, and then we all went to lunch.

And inexplicably found these potato chips?? I did not try them 😂

My Cousins went to the Museum when They were heading back home from visiting Us back in May. I've been meaning to go to the Mothman Museum Myself, and My Dad and I tried to go several times after I moved back home in 2015, but it never worked out. I still have His autograph copy of that book. He was very interested in the Mothman, having lost friends during the collapse of the Bridge, and having come close to being there Himself that day. That's a bit of a story in of itself. I remember watching the movie in Cinema when it first came out. My Dad and I used to go see movies together all the time, but that was one of the only times We went to the Movies together where He was excited to see something that We both picked out together!

Went to a little antique shop (I LOVE small town antique shops) where I bought a tea cup, and to the Mothman Museum, which was pretty neat!

Some photos of art in there for y'all:

They had some original documents, including parts of diaries from witnesses and an early draft of Keel's book. Also a bunch of props from the movie, and some historical artifacts from the time, including a few pieces of rubble from the bridge collapse.

And then like, dioramas and standees with written explanations of the sightings and different explanations and the bridge collapse and the aftermath with Keel and the so-called men in black and everything.

My partner had been there before but said it was expanded this time. Definitely worth a visit if you're passing through! My kid picked out a plushie, I met an artist who makes really fabulous mothman dolls (currently out of stock on etsy), I finally picked up a copy of Operation Trojan Horse, and then we all went to lunch.

And inexplicably found these potato chips?? I did not try them 😂

My Cousins went to the Museum when They were heading back home from visiting Us back in May. I've been meaning to go to the Mothman Museum Myself, and My Dad and I tried to go several times after I moved back home in 2015, but it never worked out. I still have His autograph copy of that book. He was very interested in the Mothman, having lost friends during the collapse of the Bridge, and having come close to being there Himself that day. That's a bit of a story in of itself. I remember watching the movie in Cinema when it first came out. My Dad and I used to go see movies together all the time, but that was one of the only times We went to the Movies together where He was excited to see something that We both picked out together!

(ex: chose to not watch anything pg13 until turning 13, no adult content until you were 18)

The complicated answer is that I was spoiled rotten as a child. My Parents, who were biologically My Grandparents, were forever caught between trying to balance between acting like Parents, and acting like Grandparents. I also think that seeing the shit My Little Brother and Sister were going through and not being able to do much about it caused Them to spoil Me even further. It would take years, along with going through the process of losing My Eyesight, for Me to unspoil Myself (is that even a term?).

One way My Parents spoiled Me was basically allowing Me to watch or read whatever I wanted to, more or less. I watched the first Candyman movie when I was four. I played Resident Evil when I was nine and Resident Evil 2 when I was twelve. Also, Everyone in My family were crazy advance readers, and We had an entire bookshelf in the Bathroom dedicated to Everyone's reading while in there. My Brother, who is fifteen years older then I am, usually kept Porn Magazines like Maxim or Playboy there. So that's what I got into when I was going through the period of Puberty around the age of eleven and twelve. And of course, My Mom kept those Romance novels that mostly contains non explicit sex scenes in them. I hated a lot of Them, but there were two in Particular ones I enjoy. One took place in Medeval Scotland, and the other one dealt with a demi god family and Their crazy hijinks. One Sister ended up starting a sanctuary for Lesbians. If I remember correctly, this book took place sometime either before or during the Civil war.

But yes, I grieve at the loss of living People. People that I had to let go for all kinds of reasons. People who kicked Me to curb along the way. Friendships that changed or disappeared altogether without letting Me know in the process.

Another Person: I lit my 7-day deity candle that was dressed with dried herbs and the flame went wild! I think that's a sign the deity like it!