Please intentionally attempt to see the magic in everything. Everything is magic, even if you understand the "boring" reasons why things happen. Look at the magic in growing plants, the magic of your muscles flexing and retracting, the magic of your eyes and skull, the magic of a cat's purr.
It's all magic. Understanding the "why" is just understanding what makes things magical, it doesn't change that it's all significant and magic.
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Bachira: Isagi is ignoring me? I'll just have to become stronger on my own and prove myself, I can't be left behind
Isagi: Bachira won't pass to me anymore? I'll just have to become stronger so he'll acknowledge me again. Can't lose our chemical reaction
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i would not be able to love will graham until his s3 self. like. he is soooo sweaty until s3. like. idk man i can get you a wet cloth and a hand towel if you need it, but pls do not touch me or come near me. you kinda smell bad dude. no, no, i get its the fever and encephalitis in your brain, that really sucks man, but i cannot stand body sweat and you are constantly covered in it and smell like wet dog. yeah, sorry, maybe we can re-connect in like 3 years? when do you get out of prison? yeah, maybe after that. well, anyway, maybe go take a shower before going anywhere else. have a nice day!
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Meanwhile, elsewhere in the galaxy...
Me: "Tech, I need one of Crosshair's toothpicks, please."
Tech: "Why?"
Me: "It's for science."
Crosshair: "Why are you asking him and not me?"
Me: "Because you'd say no if I asked you and I know Tech knows where they are."
Crosshair: begins to protest until Tech just hands me a toothpick
Me: "Thank you!" proceeds to open oven and check that the cake baking in there is done with the toothpick
"Wrecker, Omega, Echo, the cake's done!"
Wrecker, Omega, and Echo from a distance: "Woohoo!"
Tech, straightening his goggles: "That is not for science."
Me: "Yes, it is, I needed to ensure the chemical reactions worked."
Crosshair: "Do I get cake?"
fin
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It's Flug'a birthday in 3 three days and I'm over here getting all sappy thinking about dancing in the living room with nothing but candlelight and a record player spinning ;w;,,
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The number of posts I’ve been tagged in for the “My Year In Review” as one of peoples’ “top 5 blogs your reblogged from” is both startling and validating. Since one intention for this account is to reblog items that I think is either valuable for people to read due to political / social reasons *or* entertaining in a way that will bring a literal smile to their face on a bad day (and I know a lot of us have been having bad days), it’s nice to have confirmation that so many of you who opted to follow this blog feel the content I have reblogged is, indeed, worthy of continuing to be passed along to your own followers.
Or, possibly you just like all my reblogs of cat photos, which is absolutely valid. I’m reblogging them catses for a reason, after all. ^ _ ^
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I need to call the pharmacy to refill my prescription. My pill bottle is on the bedside table. If I sit up I can reach it and get the Rx number and call the pharmacy and refill my meds. The idea of sitting up and reaching over is fucking unbearable and feels impossible to do. The pill bottle is in view. It is like 3 inches out of my reach. If I don't call it in today I won't have my refill in time for the holidays. I physically cannot make myself sit up and grab the bottle. This is what we in the business call absolute bullshit.
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