man, i miss this place.
Jules of Nature
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man, i miss this place.
Another Woman, Hannah Bonner
Premonitions, Elizabeth Schmuhl
Past Lives, Future Bodies, K-Ming Chang
Ridiculous Light, Valencia Robin
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20 min into a murder investigation and you hear your partner mutter this under his breath, wdyd?
serena crane, judith and holofernes
Catherynne M. Valente, The Bread We Eat in Dreams, “The Red Girl”
i may not be doing well mentally or physically, but i did finally realize that having a decent laptop means i can play games that aren't too demanding. like disco elysium. which i bought and would be playing right now, if i wasn't so fucking sick.
anyway i also like developed this minor obsession with pathologic, apparently? i don't want to play it—though i'll play two, eventually—but i can't stop watching let's plays and reading wikis and stuff. i am absolutely fascinated.
so that's how that's all going.
I cannot stop thinking of this. Hbomberguy ty for making this part in specific
Anne Carson, Autobiography of Red
The Evening World, New York, March 16, 1908
days like today are so anxiety-inducing because i feel better, and the Complications™ are better, but it's only one day. and one day cannot be trusted—especially since it hasn't even been an entire day. so i just have to hang out waiting to see what might go wrong and worrying about anything that could tempt the wrath of the whatever from high atop the thing.
(don't get me wrong i like that i feel less sick, but also that just makes me more restless because i finally want to do things again, i just, you know, can't.)
anyway.
The Hunger Moon, Marge Piercy