Lydia Davis, from her book titled "The End of the Story," originally published in 1995

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Lydia Davis, from her book titled "The End of the Story," originally published in 1995
truly wild how driving really does become like piloting a mech after a while. like it sounds so car-bro-y but the car genuinely does become like an extension of your body. your muscles are simply making the correct micro-movements to perfectly manouvre a giant piece of machinery through a constantly moving maze while your brain is busy singing karaoke. you can physically feel when a gap is too small for your car-sona to fit through, like a cat putting its whiskers into a crevice. your brain is suddenly able to do on-the-fly s=d/t calculations in a milisecond and tell you exactly how quickly you need to move to avoid an oncoming vehicle while turning across the road. why does driving unlock the unused 89% of my brain
What the hell.
Is that what driving is for most people? I looked in the notes expecting to see a bunch of bewildered reactions but everyone is agreeing with OP and it's not that I don't believe you, but like.
I drove for years and hated every second of it because I was constantly aware of the fact that I was in charge of a massive chunk of speeding steel and glass capable of causing death if I sneezed at the wrong moment. Not for a single second did the car feel like a part of me. Driving always felt deeply unnatural and highly dangerous. It is indeed Wild to think that the vast majority of people apparently smoothly mind-meld with their car.
No wonder I hate driving so much. Everyone else is having a fun Carsona drift experience while I'm strapped into the pilot seat of a complicated memory game whose penalty for losing is dismemberment.
"tsukuba creo square for christmas 1," lholy-chan (2006)
i understand (on paper) why companies are anti-piracy but its funny when random individuals are also strongly anti-piracy. like how does it negatively affect your life if someone you know downloads a cracked torrent of sims 4. you dont work for EA. EA isnt gonna pay you for this. you lose nothing. its fine. chill out.
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Meadfoot Beach, Torquay, Devon, U.K.
July 2026.
Summer in the Treehouse - Carmen Montero , 2021.
Spanish , b. 1970 -
Oil on canvas , 81 x 100 cm. 31.89 x 39.37 in.
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Amazing commission I did for @seejdoubleu 💜
Second time I drew the King, so happy to do those, it brings my childhood memories🎶
Took me a good while, but I've finished it. Love how it turned out, not only Michael but the animals too. I usually don't draw any, so it was challenging, especially the deer
ᴘᴀʀᴛ ᴏꜰ ᴄʀɪᴛᴇʀɪᴏɴ ᴄʟᴏꜱᴇᴛ'ꜱ ᴏᴄᴛ 2026 ʀᴇʟᴇᴀꜱᴇ ɪɴᴄʟᴜᴅᴇꜱ ᴀ ᴄᴏᴠᴇʀ ꜰᴏʀ ꜰʀᴀɴᴋᴇɴꜱᴛᴇɪɴ ɪʟʟᴜꜱᴛʀᴀᴛᴇᴅ ʙʏ ᴅᴇɴᴠᴇʀ ʙᴀʟʙᴀʙᴏᴄᴏ
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ENOUGH WITH THE OLD FUCKS! OMG!
once you spend any amount of time around an ACTUAL old man, you realize none of this shit is sweet or attractive. on the contrary, it's just mothballs and prune juice and worms and viagra.
imagine living in a city that actually has more than one record store.
ENOUGH WITH THE OLD FUCKS! OMG!