Me, an intellectual: oh, you’re a Phillip Glass fan? Name 5 of the movements in Metamorphosis.
A fake Phillip Glass fangirl: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5…
Me: Bitch, that’s Einstein on the Beach.
I don't care if the tech bros think it makes their service better, I want to be able to opt out. I want to be able to use Google search without consuming extra water for an AI summary I didn't ask for.
THEATRE FRIENDS: how many shows…is too many shows to do in one week?
Like how many performances of a one man show can I fit into the week without dying, do you think?
Sitting on my unmade bed at 3 am, desperately in need of a shower, and in a guilt spiral about how dirty my house is. I may have to finally face how bad the depression is right now even if I’ve been telling myself it can’t be because I ‘don’t even feel that sad lately’
...I'm also going to promote my silly little show. I hope I can make some of y'all laugh a little.
I love you all. I'm here for you however I can be. Let's do what we can.
I was going to push myself to return to social media so I can promote my silly little show, but then the horrifying but not surprising happened and now I really don't know what to say.
I keep typing up pseudo-inspiring 'we are all we have' kinda things, but they all feel clumsy and lacking. I'm going to focus on building up my relationship to my community, finding my role in it, and doing whatever I can to be there for folks and allow them to be there for me.