#fucking liminal

[rmnitb]

i've been trying to get back to writing ghost hunt ff but wow when u've been thoroughly pavlov-ed into writing academic papers as a default the urge is strong to:

a. reach for big words

b. write long ass sentences

c. "whereas" "of which" "vis-à-vis" etc.

[hexa-trance]

Garden centres are really nice places but with an underlying tone of unease and panic because it's like ooh pretty flowers but also mildly rude old people that push in front of you and are vultures for cafe tables, and also lovely statues that remind me of Medusa's 'garden features' in Percy Jackson, and ooh fish but where the fuck am I, how do I get out, there's like 6 doors that go outside but only 1 that let's you actually leave cus the rest just take you to more outdoors plants with more old people with no spacial awareness and more statues that look like they might have been breathing animals once.