#everything stops

[tobegthequestion]

i’m also working on an epilogue for everything stops 🌚🌚🌚 it may or may not include a bechloe wedding

[derletzteprinzpinocchio]

Als wir uns umarmten, kam es dir dann auch so vor, als wäre alles um uns herum verstummt und stehen geblieben?

Plötzlich ein kleiner Moment Unendlichkeit.

-DerLetztePrinzPinocchio

[tobegthequestion]

wow i wanted to write a fluffy sweet epilogue but i just wrote in an angst line and OOPS looks like i can’t make anything nice and simple

[prozac-nation-xx]

[sonntam]

Been thinking about my vacation unhappiness. Which means: I go into a vacation, I have fun, I am dying by day three because of a lack of stimuli, lack of reading, learning, whatever. It does not matter that I go into museums every day, it does not matter that I learn to navigate a new city. I am dying. I am bored. My mind is bored and is devouring itself.

Apparently, simply entertaining myself is not enough to keep me happy/occupied. Long stretches of walking with leisurely processing visual stimuli and letting my imagination run wild is not enough. Museums do not require me to learn anything, I am not getting quizzed on it, so I just let new information flow through me. I get even more fuel into the imagination engine. Then again stretches of walking where there is no new information I need to memorize, no need to solve problems.

Compare this to sitting at home! I sit at the computer, I chat to people, I make posts. I watch videos, I listen to music, I play video games. I start writing, I start cleaning, my mind is constantly bombarded with new information from world wide web and I always read something on my phone or hear something through my headphones.

When visiting a new city I walk around without listening to music or checking my phone every five minutes. Result? Lack of mental stimulation. Give me my non-stop information or give me death.

[itsahardrockpunk]

So why is DNA a thing at all?

My friend in AP Bio smoothly running our brains straight into the ground as we were already confused about something else and now we're faced with the idea of having all RNA instead of any DNA and no one wants to invest their concentration into that and everyone stares into space for a second and the teacher more in the direction of her head and the chorus of "uhh" starts deep and rumbly and all our mindfulness of bio for our personal selves is pushed back five years and shoulders whisper "save me" as the war flashbacks of crying over an assignment you worked so hard on just foryou to come across a question that screws everything up. Even if you,re a laugher, your shoulders still cried ; they shook. Shoulders dont shed tears, dummy. You little dumb dumb you little stoopid stoopid I aint ..flskhdauin wi'. yeou

[trash-napping]

I'd better sleep. I have work in 6 hours. Don't even know if I'm working. Stupid snow.