I did that last week. ’Tis the season to forget about our worries and our strife… and our badges apparently

So, I’m not going to empower haters by pretending I’m invincible. Nope. I am meat. They can grind me into hamburger anytime. And it proves NOTHING. Except how petty and pathetic they are for shredding flowers thinking it makes them big men.

And I am fragile like a flower. Not a bomb. The ability to destroy those around you makes you a hazard not a hero. Strength isn’t the capacity to blow up, it’s the ability not to. The willingness to diffuse that blast.

People who destroy things are not powerful. Literally anyone can do that. It is way harder to protect and lift people up, to build relationships and trust and institutions, to fight against entropy, knowing it’s a losing battle. Everyone dies eventually. Everything ends.

Decade long cardiovascular mystery solved <3

Do not die of hypothermia before I see you!!!

I had to tidy my Mexican basil this year. Godspeed, friend.

I wish I could help. I’ve been looking for a kitchen table for ages, though and… no dice :/

It must get better! I mean at one time we were middle schoolers and high schoolers… right? Vaguely remember that.

I know, right?