I'm already really tired of my timeline being full of people disparaging winter, so, fellow winter lovers, let's share how wonderous this season is.

These photos were from one winter day along the Straight of Juan de Fuca.

the feminine urge to travel to beautiful cities, visit old museums and second hand bookstores, read books in cafes, drink coffee and eat my weight in pastries.

Are you telling me this succotash is suffering

Fuck it. Let the bed bugs bite.

Imagine watching disaster movies like The Day After Tomorrow or 2012 and thinking that the apocalyptic weather scenes were the “unrealistic” part.

Turns out those scenes were almost bang on.

The unrealistic part was the humans working together to overcome the problem & save the world. Sigh.

it’s like 10,000 spoons when all you need is a pedro pascal body pillow.

coworker: don’t worry about it
me: (anxiety cured)

if the hollywood sign burns live on television it'll be like 9/11 for climate change

I wish I had a dark ominous theme song that played whenever people encounter me in the wild. Like you just walked into a boss fight you didn’t know you were about to have.

I don't know if this is an autistic-brain thing, but one of the thing that really freaks me out about the current reality is that I really deeply and fundamentally don't understand why anyone would ever choose cruelty over problem-solving.

Would be nice to live through fewer of the main episodes of history for a while and more of the ad breaks