#annecdotes

So I was sitting on the floor in the middle school gym with everyone in 6th grade I think, I could be wrong. Some old friend turns to me and asks if I'm autistic. I say no because I am obviously not. I think they might have asked because I was rocking back and fourth the whole time.

And then in high school, me and some other friends were sitting around, making a tally of all the neurodivergent people in the group, which there were a lot of. When asked if I had any diagnosises, I was like no, and then a kid was like "Are you sure they're not autistic?" I once again reaffirmed my neurotypicalness and didn't think about it again.

We’re just minding out own business when we hear laughter, and some woman in her 50s screaming at the top of her voice “I WILL APPREHEND YOU”. We look over and there’s this bunch of really rowdy bogan kids - none older than 12 - that are carrying on and causing a scene. They’re all running away from this woman who says that she’s actually a police officer. There’s one who lags behind, and at first glance I thought they were a little boy, because she was in your typical ‘gangster’ aesthetic outfit - big baggy shorts, loose long t-shirt and her ponytail was tucked up in her oversized cap; carrying her scooter over her shoulder, all round looking like your average young bogan boy. 

“I’m a cop and I will hold you here until the guys on-duty arrive!” The woman shouts. The little girl is scoffing, laughing and returns with what was possibly the most unexpected comeback I ever heard.

“You’re not a cop, you’re a fuckin’ ice-head!”

The woman at this point is beyond furious, if her blood pressure went any higher she’d have been at risk of popping a vessel in her brain. But she marches right over as the girl runs away; shouting continues. This 12-year old is dropping every obscenity under the sun (c-word, f-bomb, nothing is sacred here) until she finally bumps into the gorge’s groundskeeper/security guard who then escorts them out of the area. The alleged police-lady just mutters as she returns to her seated family “What a horrible little shit.”

last minute impromptu picnic by the creek

☕ laid down on his blanket cause he wanted to watch the light dancing in between the trees. i looked between his fidgeting and the water. we talked about things that weren't important and some things that were. the air felt soft but dense. not stifling. ☕ has a calming energy. he made us tea but i let mine go cold by accident. we shared the pineapple slices i bought the day before and a duck wrap. he used to buy one along with a dr. peper every day before work. he told me that.