I had a thought. It’s prolly not an original thought.
Hey so what if Gollum and Stitch switched places?
imagine the chaos
- mattress on the highway got ran over by a semi. It went under, the semi waddled, the mattress bunched up, then ejected out the other end like a frog. No one was injured.
- “saw” (heard) a boom as a car passed us on a two way. Looking behind, the car was sideways and smoking. We were not hit and did not hit. We assumed a tire blew or something.
- 3 separate 2 car accidents on the same stretch of highway, separated by like a mile each
- Like 17 broken apart black baby dolls on the road. All different brands and not even slightly in one piece?? I have so many questions????
- A deer ran into us. Into the side of our car.
- A gas price that started with a $1.
- A car with red headlights. Or maybe flipped rear and front lights. Or maybe it was somehow driving backwards on the highway…
- A dude on a bicycle that was also a light-up unicorn. It reminded me of that scene in merry poppies with the carousel race.
Like I feel like I’m living my life, being polite, but also scaring people all the time for some reason.
Examples:
I’m pretty sure it’s polite to wait for someone to finish talking to interject, so I wait off to the side till there’s a break, but whenever I interject they startle.
I will go to say good morning to someone who is sitting, go to do smth, then come and actually say hi and they jump
People will be chatting or taking wayyyyy to long to look at smth and I wanna see smth nearby so I stay in eye/ear-shot but go look at smth else but when I return it is somehow surprising and startling
….
Y’all I don’t get it. I vocally stim like all the time, so I don’t feel like I’m a particularly quiet person, but I just don’t interrupt people? And somehow I startle like 5 people on a daily basis. Help me
I found a good rock at the river. Dunno what kinda rock but it’s a good one.
There is something particularly nice about laying on warm pavement in the cool evening after a sunny day. You can look up at the clouds with the warmth at your back and the breeze on your face
Me every day:
“I should post that sketch I made!”
*doesn’t*
I think that Planets by Jerobeam Fenderson is capable of resetting my brain
My brain briefly convinced me I saw smth (I saw incorrectly) and I have still not recovered the 10 yrs it stole from me 💀
Sometimes u gotta scruff the ppl in a self blame all-way-stop and be like
“Yes yes, you’re all a little stupid, but together you make one big singular stupid so it’s ok”
Huge fan of the face I caught this duck making