A Random Blog

sorry for romanticizing the mundane but the fact that laughter is infectious is so incredible to me. like yeah it's just a reaction to stimuli but the way it feels to hear someone laugh and feel yourself compelled to share that joy is really something. and it's so simple and requires no skill but it's so special and important to me.

[looking at people younger than me] you have your whole life ahead of you [looking at people older than me] you have your whole life ahead of you [looking at myself] its over

god I love when there are full-blown festivals for tomatoes or garlic or salmon. truly what we should all be getting together to celebrate

god I love when there are full-blown festivals for tomatoes or garlic or salmon. truly what we should all be getting together to celebrate

"being a human is so boring why can't I be one of the COOL animals" okay hey. I hear you. but I actually really super love being an omnivorous persistence hunting primate with a stomach capable of dissolving many literal poisons and the ability to smell geosmin (released in the soil after it rains) at five parts per trillion. I super enjoy being a bipedal terrifyingly agile mammal with some of the most efficient sweat glands in the animal kingdom. I find a lot of joy in being an endotherm with mimicry abilities that rival most other animals with vocal chords. it's sick as hell I'm having a lot of fun

tumbleweeds are such an interesting plant. oh i need to spread my seed so im going to run around for a while on my once in a lifetime adventure

Don't we all

tumbleweeds are such an interesting plant. oh i need to spread my seed so im going to run around for a while on my once in a lifetime adventure

being able to retain your childlike joy is a true divine gift. never let the wrld rob you of it.

you make like. five slightly brown smoothies. just five! only five! and your wife starts calling them "your shartinis." well guess what? there is more to a great smoothie than color! and you know what, blending all produce that wouldve just wilted in the fridge together is a great way to avoid wasting it. so many bags of slightly wilted spinach! so many slightly bruised strawberries! so, so many brown bananas and overly mushy apricots and slightly wrinkly knobs of ginger! all saved! saved by the power of blending! and if it looks a little brown then so be it! more for me. im nutritional as fuck rn.

Dad?

I love you stories driven by fear for change. Stories where someone doesn’t want to take that leap, can’t take that chance. Stories where the risk is just too high, and you suffer for it. Stories where there was a person you were supposed to be, but you never gave yourself the chance. Stories where you know there’s something wrong with the way you’re living, but admitting that would mean you had to do something about it. Characters who lose your shot because you never let yourself take it, you’ll always be my favourite

#hamlet

I love you stories driven by fear for change. Stories where someone doesn’t want to take that leap, can’t take that chance. Stories where the risk is just too high, and you suffer for it. Stories where there was a person you were supposed to be, but you never gave yourself the chance. Stories where you know there’s something wrong with the way you’re living, but admitting that would mean you had to do something about it. Characters who lose your shot because you never let yourself take it, you’ll always be my favourite

anyone willing to be girl best friends that attempt to escape the mundane nature of their day-to-day but run directly into the patriarchal capitalist society that runs on the complacency of women and suppresses any forms of resistance to that or attempts to exist out outside of it, ultimately leading to us driving our thunderbird off a cliff rather than continue living within that system because at least this way we have the choice to escape, the choice to refuse the system, and the choice to do it all together? and also we kiss before we go?

very disappointing when someone says "the bird app" and for one lovely moment I think they are talking about Merlin Bird ID by Cornell Lab, the free app that allows you to identify birds by appearance or sound, make a list of birds you have seen, and explore all the birds native to your region.... and then I realize they are talking about twitter.

my mom says she’s not a hugger. but when i put my arms around her on a gloomy day or after bad news she’s the last to let go. my dad says he doesn’t want gifts on his birthday, but i see the way his face light up when i get him a card with a nice message and a box full of chocolate anyway. he’s just a kid inside, still. it makes him giddy. my brother never says i love you. but when i tell him “i just need to finish the dishes before i vacuum!” he wordlessly goes to vacuum the entire house before i can, and if he sees me struggle with a wrapper or a jar or a bottle he mutters ‘c’mere’ and opens it for me without even sparing me a glance. the thing is, people love you quietly, and you love them quietly, and the air is buzzing with tiny but grand gestures & once you look for them, you find them everywhere. i think that’s really beautiful.

having OCD is so funny because I can promise you that any given point I am having a complex and heated inner dialogue with myself, and I am losing.

the worst part about ocd and ocd-like tendencies is that you think hyper-analyzing your thoughts and constantly psychoanalyzing yourself will fix you but that's actually part of the disorder. it's the disorder. disordering.