If I am thinking about literally anything, but get distracted or sidetracked and forget the Thought, I am completely incapable of moving on or doing anything until I Find the Thought
I don't know why. It's like there's a little thorn in my brain, because I Know I wasn't able to finish the Thought, so the mind thorn will not cease to pester me
It grows larger with each passing moment until I am able to Recall the Thought by backtracking everything I was thinking
I am a slave to the Mind Thorn
hi, a lot of you need a perspective reset
the average human lifespan globally is 70+ years
taking the threshold of adulthood as 18, you are likely to spend at least 52 years as a fully grown adult
at the age of 30 you have lived less than one quarter of your adult life (12/52 years)
'middle age' is typically considered to be between 45-65
it is extremely common to switch careers, start new relationships, emigrate, go to college for the first or second time, or make other life-changing decisions in middle age
it's wild that I even have to spell it out, but older adults (60+) still have social lives and hobbies and interests.
you can still date when you get old. you can still fuck. you can still learn new skills, be fashionable, be competitive. you can still gossip, you can still travel, you can still read. you can still transition. you can still come out.
young doesn't mean peaked. you're inexperienced in your 20s! you're still learning and practicing! you're developing social skills and muscle memory that will last decades!
there are a million things to do in the world, and they don't vanish overnight because an imaginary number gets too big
You know, I think the further we get into The Future the less I understand
And I'm not even talking about technology or medical advancements because that's a whole other thing
What I mean is
I legitimately cannot tell when things are satire anymore
Is this person just insane? Is it a joke? Do they need to see someone? Have they always been like this? Is it sarcasm?
It both shocks and horrifies me constantly
there's something so endlessly poetic about eva noblezada and reeve carney's relationship.
they met & fell in love while performing the central romantic characters of a retelling of a 2000+ year old tragic myth, in which the central theme of the show is how people have been retelling this story over and over again for all of those 2000+ years, every time hoping that it will 'turn out this time', only to be devestated by the inevitably tragic ending. a retelling that begs people to hope, to believe that this time, orpheus will get to take eurydice with him.
"who are you?" "the man who's gonna marry you."
"lover, tell me, when we're wed..."
on reeve's final show, they recreated the end of the show, allowing orpheus to take his eurydice up the stairs and out of 'hadestown', hand in hand with her - an ending that the mythological orpheus & eurydice never got to see.
and then they got engaged, on a bridge overlooking the theatre where they first performed together, while returning to their characters together for the first time in a year and a half.
they are the orpheus and eurydice who made it out. they are what the show begs us to believe in.
anais mitchell, you prophetess.
like the return of the r slur and horrible fatphobia and gay jokes and the misogyny oh my fucking god can we talk about the misogyny. we have culturally regressed to the eary 2010s but when you try to call people out theyโre liek ohhh itโs just a joke ๐. iโm sorry but i donโt want to hear jokes about pedophilia or about rape or about racism that is not funny and it never will be. everything is ironic and if you get offended itโs cuz youโre a crazy femnazi who cares too much. because itโs apparently uncool to take anything serious or do anything with actual sincerity anymore
It must be known
Look how many people hate him. Iโm pretty damn happy about that ๐๐๐๐๐๐
There is literally no difference between onion article headlines and those of real news reports anymore
Does anyone else compulsively fiddle with paper? Like no matter the situation or importance I cannot stop myself from fraying the corners
WE ARE NOT DOING THE RESURGENCE OF MASK-OFF ACEPHOBIA. I KNOW IT NEVER TRULY WENT AWAY BUT WE ARE NOT POPULARIZING HATING ON ACES. NO, NOT EVEN THOSE ONES. NONE OF THEM. WE ARE NOT DOING ACEPHOBIA AGAIN.
21, she/her, queer of course, you can call me March ๐. Just a blog to dump my silly thoughts and see posts about my fandoms โ๏ธ
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