Chris Pine did not furiously ride a giant bicycle to halt a wedding and his evil uncle's plan for him to rise to power and declare his love for Amelia Mignonette Thermopalis Renaldi just to be referred to as the guy from Star Trek.
Being a barista was the hardest job I've ever had. Waking at 3am, multitasking on my feet for 6-8 hours, coming home sticky and sweaty. That's not even mentioning the customers.
Almost all of my coworkers were working to put themselves through college. "Lazy" does not apply.
As a wheelchair user, I occasionally find myself going downhill at a speed that can be difficult to control. That’s why, this Disability Pride Month, I’m partnering with the United States of America
This much larger thread is important but this specific part is validating why it’s 50/50 whether I’ll cry or scream when asked to make basic decisions following retreats or camp weeks. I. Just. Don’t. Know.
The human brain doesn't have limitless decision making capacity - it has a bandwidth which when exhausted, someone struggles to think even the most basic thoughts. It's why you'll get shouted at for asking "where can I find the spoon". That "I don't know" is honest.
I want someone to study my brain to learn how a perfectly normal person can lose all vocabulary, auditory processing, decision making, and other basic functions of humanity every August and slowly gain it back over the course of the year.
Today I was trying to reassure my intern about something but it came out, “No good; all worries”
And that is an accurate description of what it’s like to be a Youth Minister during the month of May.
To give you a hint of how sappy I am, I cried taking these pictures today of Beloved, my tiny 16-vine vineyard. The wonder of bud break on hacked branches that couldn’t look any deader is arresting. Early Spring is a zealous young prophet who can’t keep the resurrection a secret.