You cannot survive in times like this treating joy like a luxury you can’t afford. You will shatter. You will also make yourselves insufferable to be around and it’s impossible to build community that way.

This is the Scandal reboot this time needs.

Tragic, especially because the real miracle is getting the contacts to unstick from your eyeballs after that

Hearing Christmas music playing in a store on October 30 is a new low

I need a vacation every 4 days

…it makes more sense for me to pivot to a lighter jacket, rather than getting rid of all coats completely.

Maybe that’s still a coping mechanism but I find it helps me reframe and *reduce* my anxiety to manageable levels vs. pretending I could ever not be anxious at all

…based on my current circumstances. Like say I had a winter coat that did, in fact, protect me from past snow storms. But that coat isn’t serving me now that I don’t live in a place w/ snow storms and it’s harming me b/c now I’m always overheating. BUT if I live in a place that still gets chilly…

I wonder if it would help to aim for a smaller redirect. I struggle a lot w/ this because a lot of my anxiety is/was rooted in things that DID happen and WERE predictable (vs the idea that anxiety = irrational, unlikely fears). So I focus instead on what’s a more manageable outlook for me to have…

im always supposed to be doing something.

Nazis are not an abstract concept. They're not a myth, they're not from an alternative timeline. Acting like it's not really a big deal for someone to show ANY level of support about ANYTHING they did is unacceptable.

They tried to MURDER MY GRANDPARENTS and they DID murder MILLIONS of my people.

There's a lot of abstract talk about nazis right now and I just want to bring it back to concrete reality for a second:

Those motherfuckers tried to murder MY GRANDPARENTS.

i have doubled down on my em-dash use, no one can stop me

The internet produced an endless stream of cute cat videos for 25 years without AI

You can't just order me around when I'm wearing my waffle coat. You've got to ask nicely. Butter me up.

I’m mesmerized

Oct 15th - Twin brothers Elijah “Smoke” and Elias “Stack” buy a rundown sawmill, and start transforming it into one hell of a juke joint

📽️📅 Sinners (2025)

It’s all so heavy, man.

And of course, because this was not immediate family, I can’t really take time off to process and grieve. My job is more flexible so I could warn why I’m distracted, but I also don’t have the energy to explain and deal with (well-meaning) sympathy when I don’t even understand my own grief right now

I’m reminded how complicated grief is. Because it’s not just my own pain about the loss. It’s seeing my mom in pain and knowing that’s only a small part of what she’s feeling.

Like how I do even wrap my brain around that?

We just found out yesterday that someone close to the family passed a week ago from lung cancer. He’d pushed everyone away so we had no idea. And also didn’t find out until too late that his service was on Sunday, so we missed that opportunity for processing the grief too.

I really hate the inclination older black folk have toward pulling away and isolating when they’re sick. I hope it’s something that’s changing because we gotta let folks love on us while they can and prepare for the end when we know it’s coming

yall 😭

I'm not in the mood for this shit.

Fiction feeds your imagination, your whimsy and creativity.

Fiction requires that you employ critical thinking and inference skills, because you aren't reading a timeline of things that have happened and it removes your ability to "know" motives. Fiction helps you think.