Since I am floating around in this in-between space, or college-real-world-limbo-land, I’ve tried to take care:
-of my family. Getting my parents to exercise more so they don’t lose mobility and other physical capabilities too early. Cooking dinner when i can so they have something fresh and homemade to come home to after work.
-of my plants. No, not those plants, I am trying to grow my spearmint and lavender plants so I can cook/seep the spearmint and also use lavender for aromatherapy.
-of my body. Just bought Dr, Bronners for my shampoo/bodywash/homemdescrub regiment. Trying to minimize chemical contact.
-of my past. Been trying to convert all the ghosts of home video past into digital files and slowly scanning all the photos of the 90s. Keepsakes I don’t want to lose.
-of my future. This is the hardest one because how do you even? Stay? Leave? Career? I don’t have an inkling of an idea of what and where and who or any w or h about it.
When someone trusts you enough to reveal a painful secret, but you later reveal that it’s a burden for you?
Tip to the world: if someone trusts you enough to tell you something terrible that happened to them, something they don’t tell others, please don’t make it about yourself. Just get over yourself for two seconds, because this is an instance when it is not about you. At all. Just be supportive, it is not that hard.
Wish I had a sloth. It looks like a little chewy.
There’s no magic in my shoes.
Can’t click my heels and find my way…
The pain is a product of you overvaluing a projected imaginary relationship with me.
(Source: thespoonmissioner, via annetdonahue)
Just realized that more extreme weather in the future also means a growing fear and argument for dependency on biotechnologically engineered crop. In a most extreme version of the future, if extreme weather really does become a trend and increases in frequency, then there could be a chance that gmo becomes the hail mary. What if the changing climate tips to a point where the technology cannot combat the conditions?