This is beautiful.

Sham BowWow

And if the American Dream feels like a bad sales pitch right now, you’re allowed to dream smaller, truer dreams: a quiet room, a warm drink, a person who actually listens.
That’s still worth being thankful for.

May this season bring you one honest conversation, one unexpected laugh, one moment where you feel like you belong in your own life.

You don’t have to be “in the spirit.”
You don’t have to list five blessings on command.
Surviving is enough.
Breathing is enough.
Heating up ramen and watching something dumb is enough.

If that’s you, I’m glad you’re still here.
I’m thankful for your stubbornness, your small acts of care that no one sees, your ability to keep going in a world that keeps insisting you should be more, have more, smile more.

The ones who are alone, or lonely in a crowded house.
The ones scrolling past everyone’s “perfect” photos and wondering where they went wrong.
The ones staring down bills, illness, grief, or just the quiet ache of feeling behind.

Sad for those without the attention span to allow the rich atmosphere of this show to force them to feel. Even my mental squirrel tornado (TM) allows me to see what is ahead for them
Pain and grief and healing. Yup
Sign me up

Blasphemy of the highest order! Keep trying

Nobody went with cumquat? Really? Just me?

Already licensed for an anime

I, for one, think you shine pretty brightly as it is. But aesthetics, right?

An Epic summoning for a witchy festival. Why sing it, when you can shout it?

Hey, are you stateside yet?