there’s an old couple who’s always at the karaoke bar and the woman sings sixteen tons by Tennessee Ernie ford literally every single time and I’m always the only one in the bar who knows it
I sneer at adults who beat kids because I learned a while ago while caring for (hyperactive) kids that an easy way to get a lot of them to do something or stop is to let them think they’re doing you a favour. Children are kind and gentle, if you let them, and they love to help.
this was sooooo real when my dad died. it just kept hitting me over and over that he wasn’t anywhere on earth. i didn’t know where he was and it drove me nuts. i would look at the sky and feel so frustrated trying to wrap my mind around him not being anywhere physical