so the body and brain have some interesting habits. you walk into the restroom and you pull your pants down. that’s not just thought, it’s fuckin built in there. you need to poop, so you pull your pants of when you get into a stall.
imagine that you walked into a room that felt so much like a restroom, and you Need to Poop. you take your pants off. and it turns out it’s not a restroom. it just really really feels like one.
now ok. here’s the tea. i vape, im working on quitting but im not there yet. that might change Now but it hasn’t as of writing this. i also play dnd. i’ve played dnd for years. i have habits with dnd. i’m comfortable in dnd. when it’s time for dnd, i get to vape. i work at a school, and i play dnd with my coworkers at the school after hours. yesterday i walked into a “restroom” and i was comfortable, so i “pulled my pants down.” in front of my coworkers. in front of my boss. like across the table from my boss. no one said anything. i just sat there and felt my body be flushed with ice water as i realized what id done.
and then later i went to the restroom and hit myself in the head 17 times to regulate.
