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whatever was left, that was ours for a while.

sunrise - louise glück

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my favorite bus gags

- teaching kids how to play sweet & sour so they start waving at people

- pretending to not know where we are and describing our normal surroundings as if we're on a wildlife tour

- telling them that they need to not keep their feet in the middle lane so when the invisible saw blade comes through it during the trip they don't lose their legs (I explain that the metal stripes on the floor are the sawblade tracks and will make a sawblade noise when they put their feet out)

- sitting in the very back and trying to get them to pass objects all the way up to another teacher

- lying about where we're going as if we changed course during the trip to a degree that isn't physically possible

- acting like I don't know that the building we're next to is our school we go to every day and I have never seen it before

- not announcing my presence in the bus so they, lacking environmental awareness, don't realize I am there and I can hear what they say until I sit up and look over the bus seat

- writing huge messages on my phone like 'hey what's up' and showing it to a kid who's too far away to talk to so we end up in a conversation

- instigating repetitive song behavior

To my international friends: If you ever wonder why Americans are the way they are, just remember that 1/3rd of all US citizens are in a cult that teaches them to suppress the activity of their prefrontal cortex, particularly when it comes to doubt, critical thinking, and differentiating emotional responses from personal values.

the thing about being alone is that it’s so peaceful and freeing and cool apart from the evenings you descend into literal hell

I made a baby blanket for a pregnant woman at work and I went back and forth about it like “is this weird? To like hand make something for someone when we’re like friendly acquaintances not like bffs. God why are you so fucking awkward.” Anyway I gave it to her and she said she loved it and in the back of my head I’m like yea she’s nice and probably just humoring the weirdo. Well she texted me a picture this weekend of a scrunchy faced newborn at the hospital wrapped in the blanket I made her. And I’m like. Wow. She loved it so much she took it with her! To the hospital! To give birth! She wrapped her newborn it! I am just so filled with love and joy right now.

People will love the things you make them. Because you thought of them and you cared.

Yeah quiet quitting is great and all but have you tried chaotic working?

Like. I remember back in my grocery store cashier days I did so much crazy shit.

When WIC (Women, infants, and children voucher program to help low income mothers/families with children) people were in my line I would pretty much know who they were. Before the cards they had to tell us upfront they were WIC and show us their vouchers for what they were allowed to get (it was awful some times. Like. 2 gallons of milk. $4 worth of vegetables etc etc). They’d always have items hanging back, waiting to see what the total was and if they would have to take it off the belt.

I began to place the fruits/vegetables a certain way on the register scale so that like 1/2lbs of grapes read as like .28lbs or something. Then act shocked when I said that they still had X amount of lbs left. They got all their fruit and vegetables.

I think it started to kinda? Catch on to the women? Because I would have the same moms in my line month after month. And even after they switched to the cards (they worked like food stamp cards?) I’d still do the same thing. They were able to get more produce for whatever shitty max amount Indiana gave them.

Anyways. Be chaotic. It’s more fun that way.

A summer day in Anacapri with a young woman and a friar conversing (1884) by Peder Mørk Mønsted

Say you break your ankle. You could know everything there is to know intellectually about the injury. Even with this vast knowledge, you will still experience physical pain.

Now take this logic and apply it to things like ADHD, autism, clinical depression, and other less visible/divergent disabilities. You cannot think your way out of feeling.

That is to say: you are not a bad, lazy, or selfish person for struggling, even if you know why you are struggling.