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Jan. 10th, 2020 11:13 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
8hyenas A FRIENDING MEME! I think. I thought about it a lot and I wonder if it is indeed a meme. But today is a mental health day and I'm not allowing myself to make a to-do list (because then I bully myself into getting it done). And honestly, there's nothing that needs to be done. I can just chill. Chill. CHILL.
Fact 1: The more times I use the word "chill" the less chill I am.
Home: I live in a valley and am a Hill-Person. This is like a hillbilly, but with gender awareness and internet access. I am in the Bible Belt. People quote scripture at me, and routinely tell me I'm going to hell. But it's all good. There are trees, and creeks, and my house. This is my home.
I am alone. But sometimes that's a confusing fact, because I'm not. I mean, I'm a person. I am alone with myself? I am myself, alone. I am without the company of others, is more accurate. This occasionally bothers me, and I make very emotional wailing posts on dreamwidth about it, but all the time I am not posting, it is not bothering me. I had a guest for 1.5 days and got enough people recently. So. I am not exactly languishing.
I read. Mostly science fiction, fan fiction (jesus wept. (ha! now i'm quoting scripture at you, but in the context of well, gay love stories), and sexy werewolves.
I have houseplants.
I have pets.
I am not white. The chances are exceedingly low we are the same minority, and I prefer not to disclose and end up with fetish accounts. So just kind of put me in the mental slot you reserve for the most populous minority in your area and I'll lurk there until I spring forth with a hot take and shout "Racist!" at a prime moment.
I am a maker.
I am deeply interested in people. I work with the public in my little rural collapse and probably need to get a masters in social work or something but am pretty happy as is. I will post about drug use, poverty, violence, and my love of these things and the people they hold.
It's all a story, and sometimes I forget I'm a story. I'm sitting here, waiting on a storm to become a tornado and the neighbor to come so we can get in the cellar. And I'm bored. Isn't that fantastic?
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Fact 1: The more times I use the word "chill" the less chill I am.
Home: I live in a valley and am a Hill-Person. This is like a hillbilly, but with gender awareness and internet access. I am in the Bible Belt. People quote scripture at me, and routinely tell me I'm going to hell. But it's all good. There are trees, and creeks, and my house. This is my home.
I am alone. But sometimes that's a confusing fact, because I'm not. I mean, I'm a person. I am alone with myself? I am myself, alone. I am without the company of others, is more accurate. This occasionally bothers me, and I make very emotional wailing posts on dreamwidth about it, but all the time I am not posting, it is not bothering me. I had a guest for 1.5 days and got enough people recently. So. I am not exactly languishing.
I read. Mostly science fiction, fan fiction (jesus wept. (ha! now i'm quoting scripture at you, but in the context of well, gay love stories), and sexy werewolves.
I have houseplants.
I have pets.
I am not white. The chances are exceedingly low we are the same minority, and I prefer not to disclose and end up with fetish accounts. So just kind of put me in the mental slot you reserve for the most populous minority in your area and I'll lurk there until I spring forth with a hot take and shout "Racist!" at a prime moment.
I am a maker.
I am deeply interested in people. I work with the public in my little rural collapse and probably need to get a masters in social work or something but am pretty happy as is. I will post about drug use, poverty, violence, and my love of these things and the people they hold.
It's all a story, and sometimes I forget I'm a story. I'm sitting here, waiting on a storm to become a tornado and the neighbor to come so we can get in the cellar. And I'm bored. Isn't that fantastic?
Comments screened, be bold.
