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It's just how different suffering can look and feel. You see movies and shows where you see a character in pain but the lens makes it pretty, the suffering is beautiful and then you look at yourself and nothing about your pain is pretty, nothing is worth looking at. So you tell yourself this is not real- that your pain and your agony don't really exist and you're just being dramatic but if you could see what you feel, would you still be so harsh on yourself?
-Ritika Jyala, excerpt from The Flesh I Burned
My 13 year old cousin came back from a date with her boyfriend and said, "I can't wait to grow up and spend sunday afternoons with him." At first, I wanted to laugh (after all they're just 13), but I remember being 13 and having the world in my hands. I remember getting excited to talk to someone about my dreams and wishes, and how happy these daydreams and fantasies made me. There's this innocence you can only have at 13 and the world rises and falls and crashes and burns every year... until you do not think about quiet sunday afternoons.
So I asked her about the date and heard her giggle about bubblegum flavored ice cream, and how much she loves this little life. I think she makes me love it too.
-Ritika Jyala, excerpt from The world is a sphere of ice and our hands are made of fire
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3 pm people
Yes, having people you can call up at 3 am and ramble on about existential and philosophical things is beautiful and important and we need those people for when we are having a mini break down and have not slept a wink and we can hear the bird begin to chirp and people who we can text about the random dream we had and that memory from our old school we thought was haunted but you know what? 3 pm people are just as precious. I want to be able to call you after a shitty work meeting and rant why people who have never written a word in their life should not be managing content marketing teams and I want to be able to ask you if you will come with me to my doctor’s appointment and if you need me to buy you some eggs and green onions on the way for that late night ramen I know you can never resist. See my crazy and unhinged and emotional sides but also my functional and routine and mundane. It’s ideal for your 3 am and 3 pm people to be the same. But I don’t know if one person - romantic partner or friend - can be it all or if they should. But I want to start romanticizing my 3 pm people. Because you know as you grow up the 3 pm stuff is just as important as the 3 am stuff. And the 3 pm kind of intimacy, believe it or not, is harder to reach than the 3 am one.