think very often about the uber driver I had once when I was on acid. He was telling me about how he controlled the weather……me thinking…….this man must…must be god……...he used to work practical effects in film and tv
I have tried so many iterations of the polite decline & the only thing that has ever worked in terms of my actual life quality is just assuming all chatty uber/lyft drivers are literally god in disguise trying to tell you something
the speech affectations I adopt when hanging out with my sisters for a prolonged period of time are so important to me…….and yet as soon as we’re apart, I have no examples of the vocal stim
im volunteering as an editorial assistant for a small but locally beloved naturalist journal. this is the bathroom decor at the office. one of the most common submissions we get are papers co authored by married biologist couples on observations from their walks together