awake too much... that thing they say about spending 33% of your life in bed, let's just say I'm looking for a little cash back when I pay my sleeping bill
week 2 of vacation, and still unable to relax unless i can: 1. get zamped on vitamin W 2. go to bed knowing i accomplished something / justified my existence for the day I want my brain dumped out and reconstructed like a lego commercial time lapse
I am eternally grateful I don't have the tolerance to watch shit on my phone. I don't scroll unless I get to see someone's OCs. I barely break 3hrs of screen time and 90% of that is selecting music and inconceivably sick ebay snipes
Staying busy and not checking twitter for days at a time... visiting here instead...my brain is healed
I'm such a huge fan of making art anywhere but the computer. I dont care what it is, painting, sewing, collage diaries, sculpting, cosplay, legos. Making things with your hands and not looking at the devil's screen is essential.
I remain grateful to have paper to write on and several boxes of scrap material to stitch together when I'm unable to subject myself to staring at a tablet
disturbing amount of musical artists seem completely fine using ai for their shit lately
it's my 10 year they/themiversary soon. I'm a man only in the way the Wet Floor Sign guy is a man. I'm a woman the way a boat, a weapon, or a big animal is a woman. In all respects, I am a human being- and for better or worse, I remain backwards compatible with the world.