For me it’s constantly having that word you’ve used 1k times just out of reach, coupled with feeling like there are two (or more) levels happening in my head: one trying to have a verbal conversation and the other wondering silently when my migraine/headache will go away.
Soooo good with lox!
There is a brand of crackers called Finncrisp which to me taste like savory grape nuts. Delicous!
So true! And it’s something that I had never thought of before seeing the movie.
As an adult I wasn’t ready for the curb scene! Poop, now I’m thinking about it.
True! But with my luck this would all happen whilst camping in the wilds.
Something completely unforeseeable would off me within the first six months, is my guess. That tiny hangnail that breaks some skin which leads to an infection would be my demise. Assuming I didn’t have access to antiseptic, antibiotics, and the like.
Every so often I knit an item of clothing that fits, has the right yarn, and is the right color for my complexion. It’s wonderfully satisfying, especially since most wearable knitted things take a couple- few months to finish.
I donate most of the “not my look” items. One day I hope to see one in the wild!
My dad was very similar, though conservative, and while not open minded he was an excellent critical thinker.
He, too, listened to all the right wingers and I’ve often wondered if he was still alive would he have been a Trumper.
It’s all so weird but hearing of similar stories like yours gives me a bit of solace.
Thank you for this suggestion!