#also probably:

Until Whumper hosted a "celebration" of this activity, where all who are invited are given the choice to bring their domesticated and captured creatures to show off, Caretaker had no clue what the mythical creatures looked like, nor how diverse the species' were.

Lol what a goober

Idc who you ship him with but that man is definitely a bottom

"Well, yeah," I said. "But I don't have a dryer at the moment, so I have to let everything air-dry. Clothes aren't too bad, but I don't want to deal with hard and scratchy towels all the time."

They looked at me as if they had never heard of scratchy towels, like I was making this up. I didn't understand. That was just what towels did when you didn't tumble-dry them, right? A completely normal, if unfortunate, part of life?

Many years later, I bought some slightly more expensive towels than I was used to, and the penny finally dropped. By the gods, thought I - towels that stayed soft regardless of drying method actually existed! My friend's reaction hadn't been that weird after all! 😂

I think ... I feel lonely? It’s been a while since I experienced whatever this is. Might have been before the resolution of my identity crisis, even? It’s like a much less intense version of the “help I need to talk to someone right this second” thing and comes with the same complication: I have no idea who to talk to or what about. The idea of striking up a random conversation with a randomly chosen Skype contact or whatever doesn’t appeal to me at all.

This is a puzzle. Normally, what makes me want to talk to a specific person is that I have a question or topic in mind from the start. In addition, I’ve had times where I was so close to a single individual that they became The One Exception and we’d talk daily, automatically. I don’t have that right now - perhaps it took me a few weeks to start missing it?

Or. I’m not sure the daily, almost small-talk-ish aspect actually matters. It’s more like an accidental side-effect, and what I miss is the closeness. A certain kind of connection, a feeling that you’re on the same wavelength or at least related ones; a depth to the conversation that is impossible to induce by force.

Perhaps the reason why I never used to miss my friends when they were away was that we wrote each other letters and maintained our usual level of depth in them. But ... how do you get there with new people? I can’t even describe what I’m looking for. It’s instinctive, it either happens or it doesn’t. :|

Am I just supposed to wait? Pray for a candidate to pop up in my daily life or that I’ll stumble upon one here on Tumblr again? (No, I can’t go out and explore my town or anything. I can barely even leave the house to buy groceries regularly.) This has only happened to me maybe five or six times in my entire life, and the ones before age 10 hardly count. How does one find people? And how does one endure the awkward bits before the connection solidifies?