Dear Tee Higgins,
You are loved. You are so loved. You are important. You are not to blame. You are so much more than a game, you are a human being. You are a son and you are a beloved family member of Who Dey Nation. Please stay strong. ๐
Confession: I have been listening to Christmas music in private because I know I'm past the expiration date, but it went so fast that I want to extend it.
Important reminder: while we all stress over the election, for virtually all of human history people weren't allowed to choose their own leaders and lived in utter impoverishment -- and for billions all over the globe, that's still true. America is a pretty amazing place.
I have seen and grown accustomed to the Bengals finding new and unexplainable ways to lose games for years.
I'm at a loss.
The curse is real.
WTF just happened.
Spends 40min. drive listening to the @backstreetboys, remembers seeing them a year ago today, crawls in bed, watches videos from said concert, bursts into tears because COVID is dumb and I want my boys back. I'll be hugging my moose and listening to "I Want it That Way" on repeat
Well Twitter, my ankles are apparently so bad that they have now sprained other parts of my body. If you need me, I'll be yelling at Achilles for not having immortal ankles.