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[ID: a post on bluesky by @/pessimusprime that says "cabin crew: is there a doctor on board?
me: i am a doctor
cabin crew: thank god. we have a question about the eighteenth century textile trade in northern africa
me: ah. i'm afraid my PHD is in the ceramics of northern europe, 1672 to 1701"
end ID]
[ID: a post on bluesky by @/pessimusprime that says "cabin crew: is there a doctor on board?
me: i am a doctor
cabin crew: thank god. we have a question about the eighteenth century textile trade in northern africa
me: ah. i'm afraid my PHD is in the ceramics of northern europe, 1672 to 1701"
end ID]
Amedée Julien Marcel-Clément (French, 1873--?)
Mahmoud Darwish // E.M. Forster, The Life to Come and Other Stories // People You Know—Selena Gomez // @lucidloving // Hishaam Siddiqi, "Where did you go?"
“How does one interact with silence? How does one not die of silence? Maybe my thinking has been wrong all along. Maybe silence is not something to interact with, to be filled in, but rather to let wash over you, to exist within. Maybe silence is its own form of language. Maybe silence is also a life lived. Maybe the unspoken can lead to the widest imagination. Maybe it’s the most open text. The loudest form of speaking we have.”
— Victoria Chang, from “Dear Silence”, Dear Memory: Letters on Writing, Silence, and Grief (via voirlvmer)
— "The Boss of Me", Patricia Smith
just a girl’s everyday life in snoopy pictures <3
The New Adventures of Winnie the Pooh (1988 - 1992) dir. Carole Beers and Karl Geurs
the vibe im going for this winter
[covered in blood, with tears in my eyes] I AM VERY YOUNG AND I AM LEARNING HOW TO LIVE
reblogging my own replies for emphasis
I love you translator notes I love you translators caring that I fully grasp the meaning of the original text I love you translators adding cultural context and specifics so I can better understand what's going on I love you long rants on why a joke is impossible to translate I love you translators adding their little comments to the scene I love you translators feeling human and involved in the material I love you translating as a form of art I love you little t/n abbreviation
hey sorry if i was offputting and strange and bizarre and weird as fuck last night i was just being myself
[ID: A white piece of paper on which is written: I’m down in the garden. I love you. Here’s coffee.]
liveblogging getting out of bed to go get my tea from downstairs.
standing up
made it downstairs
it's cold
adding hot water to warm it up
eating an ice cream sandwich??
outside now. it's beautiful out here, there's a deer watching me from the dark, and the rain is still coming down all gently and sweetly. i feel at home and safe and happy despite the cold.
who said that. where's my tea.
liveblogging traversing through the dark and dangerous forest to get back to my tea
i LOVE IT WHEN REDEEMABLE CHARACTERS RELAPSE INTO THEIR OLD WAYS!!! WHEN THEY GO BACK TO THE DARK SIDE!!! TO THE FEIGNED COMFORT OF WHEN THINGS FELT GOOD!! BUT THEY LEARNED SO MANY THINGS ABOUT THEMSELVES THAT THE OLD PLACE DOESN'T TRULY FEEL AT HOME EITHER, BUT IT'S THE ONLY PLACE TO RUN TO!!!! HELLLL YEAH
i am chronically online but not in a way that others recognise unless they are also an active tumblr user in the year 2023 🫡
