#lethargy

*Janus walks into the common area. Well, 'walks' is putting it lightly. He moreso shambles in like he's only half-conscious. His movements are slow and lethargic. He bumps into things as he wanders in and mumbles something too quiet to make out before he sits and slumps into the corner of the couch. His human side is pale, his scales are dull, and his eyes so clouded they've turned blue. For those who've seen Janus shed before, this alarming appearance lines up with late pre-shed. Though normally, he would have locked himself in his room by now. For those who haven't experienced Janus shedding before, he looks practically half dead.*

my favorite echinoderm from Look Outside

summer fanart because i miss her

I don't ever want to go to work, and I don't care if you think I'm lazy.

I've always been a storyteller. When I was a kid, people would beg me to stay on the phone so I could continue weaving "that one story" for them — one of my unfinished tapestries they still couldn't look away from. They'd never seen anything so well-tailored to their tastes.

Everyone at the office is too distracted to listen. I... am too distracted to think. Even at home, the gas meter tears my focus.

Don't tell me it could be worse. I didn't beg to be born so I could be grateful for being alive.

I'm losing grip over my health, working all the way to an early grave so that shareholders get to be travelers. Shareholders polish their artistry, not with calloused hands like mine — but wrinkle-less from stolen time. Their accolades, awards, praise, idolatry... endless as their treasure (that we had mined).

We can not pursue our joys and comforts without questioning the profitability of that labor too. If it's even worth exhausting the little time we still have.

— vividdreamer (tumblr)

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if you are the artist of the painting below, or you know the artist's name, please let me know. i tried many reverse image search engines