At A Tribal Finance Conference Listening To A Quileute Tribal Council Member Talk About How Companies

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My coworker came into my office this week and opened my blinds because I "look like a vampire" and then left.

Ask yourself: what’s good about this moment right now? Is the sun out? Can you hear birds? Are you drinking coffee? Can you smell freshly cut grass? Is your bed soft and warm? These little things are oh so precious and yet seem so arbitrary.

It's so strange to reconcile the fact that the US is falling apart and yet all I can do is go on with my life. I feel like everything should stop, everything should have to be changed irrevocably but instead I'm just going to work every day and doing my homework and buying groceries and driving my car, all in the same places I used to go, as if the world is the same place it used to be.

Hate how lighting a candle does wonders to my mood. Like wowwww. Grug like fire? Grug not sad anymore because Fire in Cave? Wow. Real predictable of Grug.

I mean, it does burn calories but not enough to combat my stress-eating

I will be tired in the morning

well look who it is. my old friend. the conses of my quences.