i have finally completed all of my errands and chores, and i might sleep now. apologies to all of the bunnies, puppies, millipedes, indeterminate rodents, and dolls that deserve my attention
i predict this will be a largely benign and awkward hour, with a 80% chance of ending in relieved exhaustion, and a 20% chance of frustration, stress, and despair.
hmmm i think i feel wrung out. similar to when i started talking kasey again and that was my main hobby. i talked too much without having independent novel experiences.
there should be an @silent post that doesn’t get sent to any feeds but still exists in my profile for the not-so-niche case where i embarrass myself but don’t want to delete
asldkfjlkasdjf @disarray.sh my mom somehow knew i was going to meet someone from chicago (tbh i dont remember how, the last few weeks have been a blur) and she asked if i stayed in a hotel with you 😭
still working this out but i’ve recently been reflecting about the role of fantasy in my life. obviously spurred on by strong identification with the schizoid experiences i read about.
had a meeting with long-term work friend and couldn’t stop myself from yapping about all the lovely people in my life and they said they had never seen me so happy