1/3 sun : 2/3 snow
All The Selves I Would Share
*Author’s Note* The grammatical errors in this piece of writing are intentional, it reflects the speed at which thoughts whip through my mind especially when my thyroid levels are too high and I’m in a state of being hyperthyroid. It flows better if read out loud.
RIP Moira Rose, You've Just Been Gilmored
Yes, real life is cool. BUT, have you ever started a tv show and spent days and days completely immersed – just unabashedly binging it? Then, when you finish the last episode, you get this oddly sad, melancholic ache deep in your chest; in your heart. You don't know what to do with your time - with your life - once it's over. You wish you could discover it anew, watch each scene, meet each character, for the first time again, simply because, you loved it all so much.
(What Do You Call a Dinosaur Fart?) A Blast From the Past
Some people may say fart jokes are immature but, I often find, there is a methane to the madness. In today’s news cycle, we are constantly reminded of the great many things that divide one human being from the next. Beliefs, skin colour, language, culture, location, income, the list goes on. Less often spoken of are the threads which undeniably tie our lives together. We are each born, we will each die, and along the in-between we will all pass gas at an embarrassing, inopportune moment and live to laugh about it.