yep

cheat in solitaire.

listen to the world.

make up your own gods and pray to them.

think about chuck e cheese.

don't take yourself too seriously. if you're playing solitaire, a game against yourself, there's no harm in making it easier for yourself.

i got my hearing aides today, and it astounds me what people don't talk about. they talk about the sound of the rain, or a creaky door, but not the sound of pouring milk in a glass, or the sound of a hedgehog eating, or the sound of carbonation.

genuinely just. make up your own explanation for the universe. i make up gods on the daily to explain the little things, and when im hurt or need help, i toss a prayer out into the universe. they're not real, i know that, but they're a good scapegoat for my problems.

it doesn't have to be chuck e cheese, just somewhere that brought you joy as a kid. somewhere you felt unbridled joy. someplace childhood felt potent, where you let yourself be a kid.

“No little children love me.”

And Maria Tartar made this footnote on it in The Annotated Peter Pan :

“Pauline Chase, the American actress who played Peter Pan from 1906 to 1913 in New York, recounted children’s reactions to this line: “Stern voices in front have been heard calling out in reply, ‘Serves you right!’ but all are not so hard-hearted. I remember two mites being brought round, behind the scenes because they had something they wanted to say to Captain Hook, but awe fell upon them when he shook their hands (with his hook), and they could only stare at him, and say not a word. When he had gone, however, they looked very woeful, and kept repeating ‘We wanted to tell him, we wanted to tell him,’ and they explained to me that what they wanted to tell him was that they loved him.’”