Sex & Shenanigans

I started the day off with running my toe under the door and also worrying about bears cuz of our malfunctioning motion light … so it’s already been a hell of a morning
Oof. I winced just reading that.
Do you get many black bears wandering through?
 
Ok what’s the existential crisis of the day shenanigang?
The struggle between personal authenticity and need vs self preservation. The knowledge that those things I crave -- intimacy, connection, -- and those things that define me -- kindness, protection -- can be uncomfortable at best, and psychically damaging at worst in the world I currently find myself. That the need to be who I am versus the need to protect who I am are in conflict. And when I feel that I have found a level of balance, distance, peace, the realization that my subconscious absolutely fucking hates me and wants me to bleed.

It's no "flying through an uncaring and empty universe," but there you are.
 
The struggle between personal authenticity and need vs self preservation. The knowledge that those things I crave -- intimacy, connection, -- and those things that define me -- kindness, protection -- can be uncomfortable at best, and psychically damaging at worst in the world I currently find myself. That the need to be who I am versus the need to protect who I am are in conflict. And when I feel that I have found a level of balance, distance, peace, the realization that my subconscious absolutely fucking hates me and wants me to bleed.

It's no "flying through an uncaring and empty universe," but there you are.
I feel this on so many levels. I applaud your cander. I am a wuss....it's far too easier to speak of cows and meat snacks.
 
The struggle between personal authenticity and need vs self preservation. The knowledge that those things I crave -- intimacy, connection, -- and those things that define me -- kindness, protection -- can be uncomfortable at best, and psychically damaging at worst in the world I currently find myself. That the need to be who I am versus the need to protect who I am are in conflict. And when I feel that I have found a level of balance, distance, peace, the realization that my subconscious absolutely fucking hates me and wants me to bleed.

It's no "flying through an uncaring and empty universe," but there you are.
Geebus, And I'm just sick to death of playing house all the time.
 
Brilliant really. I wonder if he knew he would likely not medal and didn't wear compression shorts that day or had some other sort of scheme to make the big reveal on the world stage.
Ho uh leee shit!!! That's an angle I never considered
 
Brilliant really. I wonder if he knew he would likely not medal and didn't wear compression shorts that day or had some other sort of scheme to make the big reveal on the world stage.
My existential crisis always will be macro vs the creepy and absurd. Blame Camus.
 
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