I arrived 3 minutes late for something yesterday bc Google maps got new lost, and I almost had a full on panic attack over being late.

That explains my sweet tooth... 😅

I remember being relatively young and playing in the gutter after a hard rain. We used the dirt to create dams and studied how the water flow changed when we altered the dams. We spent hours out there playing. And learning.

When I lie about trivial things, it is often bc a little inaccuracy saves a ton of explanation. If my kid needs a mental health day, I tell the school they have a headache. It's close enough, and saves me (and them) from having to explain what's actually wrong.

Oh, yeah. They're no better. GOP just happened to be the ones I was more pissed off at in that moment.

I just really like and care about people and show it openly. And I'm curious about people. But I also have a brain that remembers people and what they're good at. Put those things together, and the network just sorta happens. Lol

If someone asks how I am, I tell them the truth. And as an #actuallyautistic person with #chronicpain, the truth is rarely pleasant. A sales person once made the mistake of asking and got the reply, "In a lot of fucking pain and honestly, at the end of my rope. You?" They stammered and backed away.

💯

It's been a hot minute since I played with photo editing, but I do remember layers being both the best thing ever and the bane of my existence. 😅

Not a digital artist, so several didn't apply, but

My youngest just bought me this heated blanket that's soft and fluffy like a teddy bear. It's my current favorite sensory.
Other comforts: over-ear headphones playing alt rock; candles; coffee just the way I like it; my cat purring on me; petrichor; the vibration of deep bass notes in my chest.