weirdest side effect of the pandemic is how many people i know who get sick and say ‘but my covid tests are negative so i should be fine’ like you know other illnesses. exist. right.
When I talk about looking for unlikely ways to help bring your community together, this is the kind of thing I’m talking about:
I live in a “historically underprivileged” neighborhood. I’m a part of the neighborhood committee. I was talking to a man that’s a member of a car club that’s mostly young men with low riders. He was telling e how frustrated he was that people in the community didn’t see the car club as an asset that helped keep them out of trouble.
I offered up the idea that they might want to do something to show good faith in the community. To engage with instead of just riding by. He was super receptive!
They’re sponsoring an Easter egg hunt in our park with a few cars that the kids can get in and honk the horns of, some food and music, all free to our local neighborhood.
Is this CHANGING AMERICA? I guess not. But! It’s giving people a chance to SEE each other. To talk!
i think if your account has existed on this site for a certain number of years you should be grandfathered into ad free browsing. a decade seems reasonable like if you signed up in 2012 or prior you have tenure
Were you a victim of the Mishapocalypse? You might be entitled to compensation
Me: I don’t get it. I thought I was doing a lot better than I was a few years ago. I’m like 10 times more on top of things than I used to be. How does everything feel terrible now?
The Tiny Me in OSHA-approved Hi-Vis Gear Who lives in my brain and pulls all the levers: Boss, it’s the fascism. You’re completely gunked up with cortisol due to the fact that your entire daily life is now underscored with a haunting awareness of the rapid erosion of your rights, dignity, and any and all social safety nets, and you’re also bearing witness to the most vulnerable people immediately being persecuted. This creates a natural stress response that basically means you’re going to continue having memory and organizational problems, as well as emotional imbalances.
Me: BUT I HAVE A BULLET JOURNAL AND I MEDITATE NOW.
Sometimes the rats in my brain come together and start yelling “YEARNING” and in trying to appease them I ask “FOR WHAT” but they are too small so all they can say is “YEARNING” which is a very big word for such a tiny creature, even collectively
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I loved this visual so much I had to doodle it.
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Thank god this is still circulating because of your wonderful art, Mandy. I needed it tonight
Thank god your post was such a lovely way to describe such a universal feeling. The brain-rats yearn eternal 🐀🐀🐀
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