@aproclivity I am shit when it comes to writing down directions like this.
HORIZONTAL Warrior Pose, not vertical.
Disclaimer: I did NOT understand what my PT wanted the first time she described it. Had to get down and do it to figure it out.
But it makes my shoulders feel AMAZING. πππ
@aproclivity 4a) Pause before you get to the place where you might dislocate either shoulder.
5) Hold. (10 sec to start, I go for as much as 2 mins when I'm warmed up)
6) Release and rest.
7) Repeat for other side of body.
@aproclivity Ooohhhh yeah. Doing the deep work of trauma recovery SUCKS.
Like, your life is better after? But in the trenches is painful and exhausting.
Upside: you're going to be a self-care recovery plan MASTER by the time you're done.
It is election season. The world is busy and rubbish.
But it is also Christmas.
So take a breather and let me tell you a story about London, trains, love and loss, and how small acts of kindness matter.
I'm going to tell you about the voice at Embankment Tube station.
This looks like a street corner in Kabul.
Itβs in Queens.
Everyone involved in this operation *knows* that hardware is absolutely unnecessary. It is LARPing for little boys who got their lunch money stolen in 8th grade. Their refusal to go to therapy is now all of our problem.
Post Ch. 1 of a new fic, and lay down to sleep, inordinately pleased with myself.
Sit up and bed realizing I'd forgotten to add the perfect Ch. 1 title.
Grab phone, log into Ao3, click "edit", and shitpost away. All in 30 seconds.
It was
@Hello_Tailor I want to be clear about something: I was just here for the Pagliacci joke, because that's masterclass level awesome. Transformative fandom ftw.
I haven't seen the movies. I don't even go here.
AND THIS IS SO GOOD YOU HAVE SINGLE HANDEDLY SUCKED ME INTO THIS FANDOM, OH MY GOD.
I have finished the first episode of the freshly dropped Zero Hours Podcast.
Without spoilers, all I have to say, my lovelies, is: MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!
I may be feeling the need to head back into the old fic mines for a brief... time.
That moment when you've run out of internet to fuck around in and you're like "Goddamn it. Guess I have to go ACTUALLY WRITE SOMETHING NOW." #amwriting
I have reached the age where I can finally admit I have two settings:
Β· Get it done right now
Β· Set it aside to do later and get buried under an avalanche of emergencies and never see the thing again
And this is WITH to do lists, a bullet journal, and spreadsheets.