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purplesurveys · 2 years

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What is something you want but can't afford to buy? A projector in my room. I’ve always planned to get one of those so that I’m not always stuck watching on a smaller screen - whether it’s my phone or laptop - but bigger priorities always get in the way every month. Then again I always feel uncomfortable making gadget purchases, and I largely save those for either my birthday or Christmas.

What is something you want but aren't sure if you should splurge on it? Tae’s Mute Boston Bag – my brain’s been through a million internal fucking debates on whether I should get my own or not because the thing’s market price keeps going up lmao.

Do you prefer ham or turkey with your stuffing and mashed potatoes? I’m gonna go ahead and assume this is a Thanksgiving thing and skip this. The closest thing we have is Christmas ham, but then again I’m not sure if any family here has it with the stuffing and mashed potatoes you’re talking about.

Do you usually eat wheat bread or white bread, or are you gluten-free? White. I never liked the texture of wheat bread.

What type of church do you like the most, if any? Not sure what this question is trying to ask since you just kinda have to go to a church that operates under your denomination, and it’s not like church-hopping is a thing people do hahaha...but in any case, I’m not a fan of the church and just attend to a Catholic one every Sunday out of obligation.

Was anyone rude to you today? No, not today. But boy did I come head-to-head with a really rude delivery rider yesterday...I get that we all have rough days, but idk, I hadn’t done anything to give him a reason to be short with me. I tried to be understanding, but he kept up quite a schtick until I lost my temper with him and in the end I gave him a not-so-generous review afterwards.

Which lost friend do you most wish you could be friends with again? I haven’t lost friendships that I regret.

Have you ever had a friend turn against you? Not turn against, but I had a couple of friends stop talking to me and my ex (then my best friend) all of a sudden, back in Grade 7. Like we were our own group, that’s how close we were, until one day when they just dropped ties with us. They must have had their reasons so I didn’t (and still don’t) resent them for it, and if anything it just taught me that people will do such things sometimes and you’ll just have to move on. What is your town known for? Being a pilgrimage site. And a bunch of rice cakes.

Do you live in the town you grew up in? Yeah, we just moved villages but pretty much the same area, yup.

What was that good year that you had? 2014 and 2021 I’d count as really great and happy years.

Did you make a memory jar for this year? If so, is it full? I don’t keep those. I did have a since-discarded memory box when I was in a relationship, but otherwise I don’t keep one for my life in general.

Do you want to make a memory jar for next year? No. I think this blog and my camera roll already serve a similar purpose.

Are you optimistic? Generally. Being pessimistic doesn’t lead me anywhere, as I’ve learned.

Do you think people ask too nosy questions? (in real life) Oh for sure. Come to the Philippines and spend a weekend with a Filipino family and you’ll learn just how irritatingly nosy people are capable of being.

Do you think you would be happier if you had more money? Well, I would. I’ve never been wealthy or privileged enough to treat money as a passive thing, and I always actively seek it to be closer to both necessities and luxuries. That being said, that motto about money being able to buy happiness is something I can really relate to.

Who's youtube channel would you like to guest star on? JOLLY or Good Mythical Morning.

What was the last thing you purchased off of Etsy? I’ve never bought anything from there. I don’t even know if I can get stuff from Etsy, where I’m from.

What is something currently on your wishlist from Etsy? I don’t even have an account. Is there a Target near you? Um, no.

Which is closest to you: Target, Walmart, Kmart, or Meijer? 🙄

Where did your Christmas tree come from? I have no idea, my parents bought it years ago.

Would you rather be an elf or a reindeer? Why? Neither. Who do you go to when you're lonely? Or what do you do when you're lonely? I just deal with the loneliness myself and try to nurse it by watching stuff that makes me feel less lonely.

Are you alone? Yes.

Are you ok? I’m always ok during weekends. I feel like I’m happiest during weekends, these days.

What color is your favorite sweater? I don’t have a favorite.

Name 10 things that are on your Christmas list this year. Hahaha 10? That is a lot...my wishlist will be largely the same as last year’s, which is just “get me anything BTS-related, doesn’t matter if it’s original or not.”

Silver or gold? Silver.

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butterballbuttnakey · 2 years

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Yesterday Caribbean Consort dropped the bomb on us that he wouldn't be coming to work for the rest of the school year (just this week & next week). I freaked out for a second bc I cook for 500 kids by myself and while caribbean consort & our other coworker help package everything, our meals sometimes contain multiple elements & I have to account for dietary restrictions (gluten free, dairy free, vegetarian, no red meat) so it gets very chaotic & sensory overload-y for me. Caribbean Consort knows how to keep me focused & on track and I anchor myself to him because, out of everyone at my job, I'm most comfortable with him & I love being in his presence and his energy. I also cling to my comfort zones (he happens to be one) and I don't like change, so the notion of being without my "energetic shield" was jarring

BUT

The catch 22 is; while caribbean consort keeps me focused, he's also the reason I need to be kept on track (people in general are distracting & slightly restricting to me, him most of all). Without him there, I get to be alone in the kitchen-with the door closed-for an hour or two before everyone else comes in. I'm my most focused, relaxed and calm when I'm alone when I don't need to account for other people's energy or physical presence in my way

In conclusion: I was worried about caribbean consort, aka my anchor, not being at work but I'm actually fine and I'm rediscovering my love of being alone. It's more work, but more work=longer hours=more money 🤷🏾‍♀️

#those are my thots of the day 😌#i think there's something to be said here about trusting and having faith in myself and my capabilities

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mydyspraxiablog · 2 months

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Today went church have coffee and Gluten free biscuits afterm4 palm Sunday so want keep up for lent can have fouth palm Sunday so can have sweet and chocolate and ice cream crisp anything want.

Now walk home on Tuesday fall down where and second car park from co-operation Street going one way but head up stone road but some idot but banana sink on the floor hit and full back when got up saw car luck for me it stop and carry walking back from stone road but talk to car because didn't wear hearing aid fear school children would pick on me again it stupid but that how feeling.

IT was mother's day Sunday have nice mother day church serrive but felt bit awful yesterday as wonder be Annabel and Sydnee birthday would be 18 years old and miss my little Angels.

I got promble at movements doing with dyspraxia and Gluten free food I order whitshire farm £55.25 I know it expensive but got no choice at movent do like there food even from Telford now not Stoke anymore but mum won't going on cash machine draw say draw on Monday morning this be embarrassing if turn up in morning instead afternoon so bit worry wish paid on mum card it would be easy my Natwest card invild at movent thanks to mum. So because haven't got confidence cook anymore tell Holmcolf pub wasn't alwon to eat there so try luck penny don't do any food at movements try shirehorse but don't open pubic on Sunday stupid rules try another pub in Stafford town beginning with R but only one chef on and wait time be 45 minutes and I want food now so just end up weatherspoons old pictures house in Stafford I want hurting chicken and chips but sadly Stafford chips not Gluten free anymore more but anythings in same oil but sick walk out trying find Gluten free food so order 10oz gamma meat and Jackets potatoes 🥔 with Garden peas but mum want half gamma meat so give her as mother day with meal had swap drink because if alcohol with meal been Gluten free it would be £14 and mum meal with Alcohol drink £12 so swap the drinks 🍸 don't hate that always change more gluten free food instead same price as nomal food."

Really need get my glass tomorrow but just waiting for money whitshire farm all money in Netwest bank account need spead because got birthday money in there help me paid for Gluten free food.

I got sort out freezer so room for whitshire farm put in the freezer been tell mum need money whitshire farm you want me paid cash 💸.

And worry if might early haven't got money give them till mum draw out cash machine want if cash machine not working what do I do?

Any way going pray to God help me. AS know God always awners our Pray.

#dyspraxia #god #gluten free #coelic

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sweetbriermouse · 7 months

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Ended up starting my fast way later than planned because I drank a body armor. I have been up since 7am and my stomach is now starting to tell me I am hungry so I am fixating on work and chugging water until at least 11:30am and then I unfortunately have to end it early. My boss is having a pizza party for the office, and normally, I can get out of that stuff because of my gluten intolerance, but she is buying me my own separate gluten-free pizza. 🫠🫠🫠

Oh and yesterday I finished the day off with ONLY 29 CALS DEFICIT

Ngl kinda wanna ☠️ rn, I feel awful. Thankfully it is also one of my gym days though, so we about to make up for some of it, I am going to try and go to the gym again tomorrow and Friday to really hit those weekly goals. No way I am allowing myself to stay at fucking 174.6 😫 we better be hitting that 173 by Sunday morning, Monday at the latest so help me gods 😤

As such I will also be posting accountability posts today with following goals:

Breakfast: nothing but water, 0cals

Lunch: gluten free pizza, 500cals or less (why is pizza so dense in calories????)

Dinner: leftover chicken and potatoes, 150cals (I already pre-portioned this meal to be half portion sizes)

Snacks: 1 spoon of peanut butter (95cals), and/or a handful of strawberries (4 = 12cals) dependant on workout

Deficit before workout: 943cals deficit

Remainder to burn in order to catch up: 942cals

Workout Goals:

1) Burn between 400-500 cals today

2) Burn between 500 - 750 cals Thursday

3) Burn at least 150 before and after strength training for 300 recorded Burn Friday

Restriction Goals:

1) Do not exceed 950cals consumed today preferably less

2) Do not exceed 1,000cals consumed Thursday

3) Do not exceed 1,100cals consumed Friday

BURN OFF ANYTHING I GO OVER ON IN ADDITION TO THE DAILY GOALS

Sorry for the super long post, but here's hoping I hit my goals or better today.

#i just want to be thin #i wanna lose weight #treadmill #i need to lose so much weight #skinnni #i will be thinner #i will reach my ugw #i will lose weight

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starvette · 11 months

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T 22/90 || 7

Soobmarine imploded. I read on it one hour too long again and missed my runtime. Actually did a thing, for yesterday, so it wasn't wasted after all. ;) Went to buy half foods for celebrations. They didn't taste as good as usual. I guess the small portions they come in are key. I got ginger coconut cookies and currant cookies, and two new gluten free flapjacks - one with caramel, another with chocolate. Too late I noticed that the gluten free oats probably aren't wholegrain. So those flapjacks were more like a 'quarter food'. Lol. I'm deep into this stuff. I need to stop but like this was a serious cause for celebration. On the side I was also celebrating their quick painless demise. Time to get back to work. Think I'll just spray finasteride everywhere. That guy can go suck his own if he doesn't like it.

Things done today: yes, well, only like five hours of Titan/Titanic stuff. Other than that, a twenty five minute night ride ft JBP (it's astonishing how one man can talk so damn much), a two minute fifteen second deadhang, four washed salmon tins (clean aluminum can be recycled forever), and some accounting of last week's excessive expenses.

I'm watching TITANIC again and crying. Kate looks so damn beautiful I want to cry more. I hate aging. I need to finally stop eating half foods before I turn into sea moss. If there is any cause for celebration in the coming weeks and months, I'll have to just celebrate with a good spicy coconut curry or a large bowl of legume pasta with a generous side of nutritional yeast (nut yeet) and cherry tomatoes, or an aesthetic anorexic plain black coffee in my pretty new aries mug that I'm evilly, recklessly plotting to get. I'd add tuna to this list but they fucking stopped selling the only kind I like.

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livingwithlosingyou · 1 year

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Living with Losing You - 12/16/2022

It’s Friday, Friday, gonna get down on Friday. But also, today is 5 months...

This blog post will likely be shorter since there was not a whole lot that happened today. I did run again this morning, that was nice. Mostly recovered from the fall (lol). The usual work, meetings, PS for breakfast. I really need to be better about eating out, but I just really do not like cooking. And it’s the convenience, plus it’s delicious. Anyway, future Madison’s problem I guess.

I was supposed to go on campus to submit receipts for reimbursement, but that didn’t happen because I forgot it was a minimum day. I was supposed to do that yesterday, but I had a work meeting that conflicted with the time that I needed to be there. The struggle is real. Hopefully I will be able to go after break, but if not, it’s just a couple hundred dollars. The kiddos are worth it.

I did have a bit of a moment today. For some reason ATT (I updated the account info a while back) shut off the internet. I had to call and try and get that situated. Issue was that I had no idea what your security questions were. You always were so good about your passwords, etc. Anyway, luckily I eventually figured it out, well, I figured out how to get into your account to pay it. Just not something I needed today. That and the fact that they have my bone scan results and they’re refusing to disclose until I am authorized all over again to be seen by the oral surgeon’s office... Why? I already was authorized so the fact that they’re making me wait longer to disclose this information is wild. I had a good cry as pictured below. It was one of the ones where I try not to hate myself. Super healthy stuff all around.

Today I had my buddy Wil’s holiday party! He has truly been an incredible friend. I appreciate him so much. He was the one who took me to see Iron Maiden, and came with me to see Dwllers. He is also going to see Badflower with me in March! Likely, at least. He was also the reason why I ended up with Paisley. I wanted to do something nice for him, so I got his a gift certificate to the shop where I got Pais from, and then some chocolate and a card. I made him open it before the party because I was too excited about it (you know how it goes #chrimah). Also, I hate that people assume that a man and a woman hanging out is a date. Sometimes it’s just two really good friends that enjoy each other's company. Either way, this even was SUPER fun. I met a lot of really great people, ate a lot of really good food, and it was overall a fun time. Highlights would be the fact that they gave a shit about my gluten allergy and were very accommodating. Also, Wil and I made paper airplanes out of the drink tickets and then were trying to throw them into a cup.

If you are wondering where this event was, it was at Island Prime. Likely one of the fancier restaurants in San Diego. Not sure if I’ll be invited back, but it was fun while it lasted.

Wil had picked me up, so he dropped me back off at home, and I quickly changed into sweats and played a little guitar. Then, it was bed time. I am wiped!

Plus, I have a SUPER busy day tomorrow. Why do I do this to myself?

Rest in Peace, James Burton Nichols

You would have LOVED this dress on me. You have seen it before, but, it looked really cute tonight.

10/1/1993 - 7/16/2022

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crotchety-old-blogger · 2 years

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"We all have the same 24 hours"

Usually in reference with success, this innocuous phrase uttered by successful smug people who say it just to anger me. My retort shall be worded for obscenely wealthy people, so that they might comprehend.

---Look, Parker, Terrence, Taylor, or whatever your name. Clearly you have come from a very wealthy family, without mental or physical ailments. Someone, perhaps your parents, paid for your college tuition and your sportscar. Or you paid for it all with your outrageously high allowance.

Now you have risen into adulthood; you have a wonderful job, that you might have grandfathered into, that you go to once or twice per week, which has also provided you with this wonderful company car, wonderful bank account, so you can go on wonderful vacations. Sounds like your 24 hours is unparalleled! Good for you.

But you say we all have the same 24 hours. Literally, yes, we do. But Albert Einstein said that time is relative. (Or does anybody believe in his works in 2022?) But successes have nothing to do with utilizing the "same 24 hours".

Speaking of myself, being as educated as far as high school, my job options were slim; nothing beats slinging popcorn at a rowdy, snot-nosed theater, for rowdy, snot-nosed customers and their rowdy snot-nosed children, asking asinine questions like "Do you have gluten-free popcorn?" Well, you see, uuuuuh, ALL POPCORN IS GLUTEN FREE, ASSHOLES! WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH SOME OF YOU? CORN IS CORN AND WHEAT IS WHEAT! IF YOU WANT TO BUY HEALTHY SNACKS, DON'T GO TO YOUR LOCAL MOVIE THEATER!!! But could my lips utter such words to these customers? No, because my job would come to an end. But I digress.

It was necessary for me to work at this rowdy, snot-nosed theater because my folks squandered their money on frivolous ventures. So there goes my college endeavors. Community College was not an option for two reasons: Regardless of the awesome job grades on my GED, it wasn't awesome enough. Not to mention that my city's Community College is, how do I put this? . . . . SHIT! And who has thousands of hours to waste on increasing your grade point average in CALCULUS?!? There's not time. Rent and bills need to be paid yesterday.

So slinging popcorn day and night was my choice; including cleaning up child puke, human puke, child diarrhea, child pee, homeless person pee, unclogging waterless urinals that some literal asshole dropped a deuce in; all in hopes to pay my portion of rent.

After a long, exhausting day, its finally time to go home and wash up for an hour. THAT'S RIGHT I SAID AN HOUR, because there's this feeling of not getting clean enough. This coming from someone who does not have phobias over germs. Not to mention that no soap exists that can wash away mental anguish that goes along with the venomous abuse that customers spew. Such as infamous customers, supposedly adults, who throw a major temper tantrum when offered Sprite instead of 7-Up. Seriously, that's busting your hump?!? Sir? Sir? Excuse me, grown adult? Calm down! Your example you are setting for your child, in a word, shameful.

So where does the problem lie? The biggest complainers are the ones who have that lack of calluses on their hands, or scars, that identify them as a hard working laborer. They skip along their merry way free from backaches, with ardent, optimistic belief that just around the corner something wonderful is headed their way. They put on these pretentious polo shirts that appear not to have ever been through any washer or dryer, but noticeably dry-cleaned. They drive pretentious cars that run on a $20,000 battery, supposedly to be environmentally friendly; until it dies when reaching the 100,000 mile mark, then they have to replace it, and the old battery cannot be recycled, causing more dangerous waste--but I digress.

From my perspective, however prejudiced, the majority of people certainly DO NOT have the same 24 hours as we do. When we utter idioms such as, "Our plate is full", we are conveying that we have got a lot to do. When THEY say it, they mean that their literal plate is full of FOOD.

It almost seems that they have nothing to do all day but think of ways to make peons feel more insecure in their daily life. Meanwhile, with our 24 hours, we are trying to maintain our sanity so we may keep our jobs, care for our families, and think of different ways to mentally and emotionally cope with people such as these, without resorting to violence. Because poor people know one fact: Wealthy people die alone. Poor people have friends and relatives near them when they die. However, they do share one thing in common: when that person dies--wealthy or poor--everyone goes argues over the will.

Do we all have the same 24 hours? In the literal sense, yes. Other than that, no. Thank you for spending some of your 24 hours reading my crap.

What is it like within your 24 hours? Share in the comments.

#24 hours #work #sucsess #wealthy #poor #backbreaking work #luxury #life of reily #is life of reily a thing anymore? Outdated?#tirade #wtf #angry #dark humor

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gozzabear26 · 2 years

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Day -4

I've been at my mums for a few days which has been nice. They live on a lifestyle block so there's not much to do around here but relax. They've been at work and my little sister is in school so during the days I've had just myself and my assignments to work on (classic procrastination mode).

But while I've been down here, there hasn't really been any food for me to snack on, and being on a lifestyle block there's no shops to go get chips or chocolate - a good reminder that cravings are all my head, snacks are habitual. I have struggled having my regular breakfast though so will be glad to get back to that tomorrow. Had toast for breakfast yesterday and my stomach was not happy, and the whole day I was battling with the mucus in my throat. Days like that really remind me of why I need to stick to eating gluten free.

Ordered some protein bars and electrolytes last night and they should arrive tomorrow! Is that a weird thing to be excited about? They're just so good! My protein and water intake isn't very high so I really need to work on that.

OH! I got a full time job! 🥳 starting that in 10 days! It's going to make such a difference to my grocery shop! Coming into summer I'll actually be able to afford salads and smoothie ingredients! The timing of everything is aligning and I love it so much!

We're starting a church-wide fast on Monday. I'm believing for healing for my foot to come out of that, but I'll be doing the Daniel fast (plant based whole food) which again, comes easier with a higher grocery budget. But it'll also be a good time to trial some recipes and branch out of my usual meals, plus doing that with community will help with the accountability. I wasn't super sure on fasting from food because of my dieting tendencies and that becoming the main focus of the fast rather than the spiritual health. But I think as long as I stick to my daily devotionals and talk to God first thing in the morning, and ask the Holy Spirit to remind me throughout the day of the core reason for the fast, I will be ok.

Heading home soon and I'll be resetting my space as soon as I arrive so that I can have mental clarity to sit down on Friday and write out my vision for my health journey. ✨

#weight loss #health #weightloss #weight loss journey

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thessalian · 2 years

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Thess vs Hell-Week

I want to say that I feel like I’ll be lucky if I survive to the end of the week ... but given how much worse the next couple of days are looking? Just ... eeeeeeh.

So, okay. Here is the situation:

Working From Home: I still have not heard a damn fucking thing from IT about getting the right server address so I can work from home. I probably will not hear tomorrow either, for reasons that will become clear in later bullet points. This is stressful in the extreme, and no good for me.

Commute: Still a nightmare, but a different flavour of nightmare. See, I finally worked out a) why the 168 is so fucking unreliable, and b) how long it’s going to keep being reliable. For a), see “Roadworks narrowing a two-way street in the heart of central London to one fucking lane for both directions, requiring both directions to share one lane and backing up traffic from here to next Tuesday”. For b), see “late December minimum". So I, being sensible, decided to try to find a new route. Which I did. It’s just ... longer, and a bit fiddlier, and requires more walking at least at the start unless I want to leave even earlier and catch a third bus for a few stops. I’m ... still debating that.

Commute Redux: Tomorrow, there is a Tube strike. Now, Scruffman’s email today said that the Overground was running normally, but a quick search of Google stated that while the Overground wasn’t on strike, per se, service was very likely to be disrupted due to, as a for-instance, not stopping at Overground stations that happen to share space with a Tube station. That is not normal, Scruffman! This he said as he was more or less trying to guilt people into pushing themselves to stupid limits to come in. Worst part is, it fucking works. Not on his account, mind. See, Milady and Goblin literally cannot get in without the Tube, and we’re understaffed anyway, no matter what Scruffman seems to think. (We were over 200 reports backlogged when I left, and the lab techs were still doing more.) I don’t really give a shit about Scruffman, but I don’t want to leave Temp on her own with no backup, and I definitely don’t want to see how much worse the backlog will get with one more person down tomorrow. But of course, I know damn well that there’s going to be traffic nightmares and overcrowded buses as people use cars and buses to replace their normal Tube journey, so it’s going to be hell. Absolute, unmitigated hell.

Health Status: Already bad. Already so, so bad. Yesterday was having to wait for 20 minutes for a bus - standing, because the bus stop had no seats - while having pain spasms. Today, the spasms started on the commute to work, and persisted all day. I think I freaked people out with the twitching on at least one bus, never mind the being near tears. Plus on top of that, a combination migraine / cluster headache started up early this afternoon, so now it feels like someone’s trying to open my head with an icepick. I am going to try desperately to improve my condition so that I can make it through tomorrow without actively dying, but right now I’m afraid to get up to make dinner because the last time I tried standing up, I ended up spending a full minute clutching the chair and trying not to scream. Thing is, I know food will help, so ... ugh. (I’d just order curry but I tried that yesterday and the stupid website wouldn’t accept my order so fuck it; I’m not trying again.)

The instinct is to fall over and quietly die, but instead I am going to get up and put some gluten-free chicken kiev in the oven. At least that requires minimum effort. I don’t know what I’m going to treat myself with if I survive hell-week. ...Actually, the Solasta DLC comes out on Monday so that will probably be the thing. Just at this point I’m not sure I will even have the energy, spoons, or pain tolerance levels to actually play it.

#Thess has fibromyalgia #Thess has a day job #Thess has a commute

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dybdahltravels2022 · 2 years

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Catching up...

I cannot keep up!!! We are doing so much with so little down time that writing is close to impossible. So a brief summary with a more detailed account to follow ... Maybe....

It is 5:30 AM, Tuesday August 39. We are rocking and rolling this AM on the Arethusa cruise ship on our way to Kusadasi, Türkiye where we will board a bus and visit Ephesus. We are back in Türkiye after visiting the Greek islands of Lesbos (pronounced Lesvos) and Hios.

First the ship - this is a small cruise ship owned and operated by Overseas Adventure with the capacity of 50 passengers. There are 38 of us - 2 groups. The food and service are WAY beyond belief and I am being pampered with all kinds of delicious foods prepared gluten-free. Kepler cannot believe the quality and quantity of the food and he has a high bar since his mother and brothers are excellent cooks.

Now to catch up... We visited Topkapi Palace in Istanbul...

...and attending a show of Whirling Dervishes. (Al little of that goes a long way - but I'm glad we went.). How these guys don't fall over is beyond me!

We visited the Grand Bizarre and the Spice Bizarre - which is where we saw most of the people in Istanbul. OMG!!!

The following day we chose to be on our own and Kepler opted to explore Istanbul on his on at his own pace. (As his grandmother - this was tough on me- but I wished him well - and he texted me midday just to say things were going well. PHEW!!!) I really wanted Kepler to get to see the Roman Cistern - which is quite amazing. More detail on this later ... maybe...

The next day we left Istanbul and headed to Canakkale a small seaport and close to the ruins of Ancient Troy. Troy needs an entire post - but OMG!! Coming soon - I promise.

On August 27, we had lunch with a lovely family in a very small village - a true treat. We spoke no Turkish. They spoke a few words of English and yet we exchanged lots of information and had a great time.

After lunch we drove to Dikili and boarded our amazing ship.

Sunday, August 28, we left Turkey and 7 nautical miles later - reached the Greek Island of Lesbos. A simply stunningly beautiful island - we explored by bus and foot.

Yesterday, August 29 we went to the the island of Hios and we packed the day. Mark, Daphne and I took the e-bikes available from the ship and headed to the beach for our first swim in the Aegean Sea - mighty easy to float there!!!

We learned all about the "mastic" enterprise and what is made from the precious tear drop of resin from the mastic tree. WHO KNEW!?!?!

We visited the tiny and beautiful village of Mesta the home of just 125 people with teeny tiny paths around this ancient city.

Next, just a few miles away visited Pyrgi - known as the painted village.

And that brings us to now and I'm going to breakfast. For whatever reason - there are more pics I wanted to post but they were not cooperative this morning.

We are alive and well and enjoying every second of this trip. More later.... maybe...

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mydyspraxiablog · 5 months

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CAN'T SAY IN WORDS HOW FRUSTRATING i am with Sims 4 and Window 11 misoft keep want me paid more because O driver it fall and now won't let play Sims 4 or Sims 3 unless paid more it so frustrating ask mum for card payment them but mum said ":No " Ever Netflix price going up £17,99 per month Mum said No to that wish had adult mobie not stupid monkey phone at Tesco not sale anymore so really upset won't use " Mum won't back down" So try get Sims 4 Foster mod and try Zip them as Wizard is free.

Thank to Scarm by idot mum mobie phone ring " You and daughter be with someone with covid need you paid £1.99 for postage for covid form. " " My idot mum give her Natwest card number and my card number and lie do know what spead money £1,000 piza expensive and Dominic Pizza too. So went do this pizza in Stafford " Said mum idot give Natwest card and it some hacked from gaming world took our money and Natwest tell Mum anythings.

So yesterday on at Lower Drayton Farm Care part and told everyone in the Tunnel because keep asking me do shopping " I said No" " Been asking through six weeks " " So told them " Natwest say got do bank online now need mobie phone do bank online but What App don't work on child phone and mum use my email I know Google don't like mum with my account but worry about so that misoft and Google asking money for paid more space on Window 11 be kick out Sims 4 till clean all 0 Dive make me delete Sims 4 Foster family mod was enjoying that mob felt close to really life when Foster sister mum was Foster care. Wolverhampton Foster agents and Stoke Foster agents want use because good team but Flying colour Foster agents make sign not go any way eles have give up Rainbow Guide as helper because cross over from units only because both living next door to one another. So missing Rainbow Guides day but won't be going back now."

Like Dance on Mom when dog die Abbey look after some eles kids and Darcy die too I too looking someeles Foster Kids too really Darcy

Now lost my cats too Annabel and Sydnee really missing them.

So mum stop from order Amazon so theath cannel Netflix she said no.

Sorry can't find photo of Annabel but this Cat is Sydnee one my pets cats.

I sponder child in Ethiopia but as can't log on Compassionuk because did wrong way and log on compasion America Compassion try rest user name and password but never come trying set up account just say " Need support " so frustrating so now can't read letter online have wait for postage now too late said certificate and photos of me with Christmas Party and my dyspraxia handwriting is very mess even mum can't read my handwriting but writing is hard now when use computer or Tablet. " So told mum won't cook" " Gluten free food so expensive £50 for 4 11 microwave meal from whiltshire farm" " I not cooking " " I not cooking Christmas Dinner at Wildwood community centre " I sick off going Christmas party and Christmas meal paid £75 for Christmas meal or party not eating anything because Christmas meal isn't Gluten free some time order chicken chips not Gluten free food just chicken myself or eat chicken leg and gray byself isn't fun be Coelic it spoil my Christmas,

I want Coelic injection so can going back eating normal food not worry about be sick from gulten miss my Mcdonald and missing Soup kitchen.

With no mobie phone and No Natwest card if ask mum for cash she won't give me to me. So now won't walking in park and won't going Town anymore been just stayed home going nowhere in the Day just playing Sims 4 and Sims 3 game but even Sims 3 won't work got repaired both again because could not click on begin computer mouse won't click so going have repair the computer when get up again mum get lost with cup tea in morning because won't be doing it.

#dyspraxia #sims 4 foster family #gluten free #god #scarm

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publiccollectors · 4 years

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QUARANZINE #14

QUARANZINE #14: Rachel Herman. Rachel was diagnosed as a presumptive positive for COVID-19 after a test for Influenza A and B turned up negative. She's been fighting the virus for just over two weeks. Yesterday she posted this long message on Facebook about her experience so far and I asked her about publishing it in QUARANZINE. She had been thinking about reaching out to me, so we were both on the same page. The text is very long for the format I adhere to so the type is quite small, unfortunately. Here it is in its entirety: Dear friends,

This is the week many of us will get sick. Social distancing is working, but most cities waited too long to declare shelter-in-place orders and many others have yet to. So, we will see spikes in confirmed cases within the next week or so. I want you all to be armed with pragmatic and useful information if this happens to you or someone you care about.

I am on Day 14 of what was diagnosed as a presumptive positive for COVID-19 after a test for Influenza A and B turned up negative. (I am still waiting for my COVID-19 results.) I’ve had a relatively mild case, and I’m on the mend. My congestion is clearing up, I can breathe deeply again, and going up and down the stairs doesn’t make me winded. My energy and appetite are coming back though I still have had a fever of 100+ for 14 straight days. Most of us will get a mild case. 40-70% of us will get it, but so much of the media frenzy right now is focused on things that were important last week and yesterday (every day feels a year these days, though, to be fair). I have seen shockingly few articles or helpful testimonials advising how best to treat ourselves at home, and, trust me, I’ve been looking. So much of the information we’re focused on now is preventing transmission, but there is woefully little on what to do IF and WHEN we get sick.

Being waylaid during the time that so many folks have been still frantically trying to avoid getting sick has offered me a strange bubble of calm and insight. I’m grateful for that because the fear out there is palpable. I would like for this to be an offering to assuage at least some panic. That is my hope anyway.

The CDC and the WHO have labored and lengthy instructions on how to prevent transmission to someone else in the household or orders to quarantine. This creates a new problem for us as caregivers. A potentially critically ill person separated from everyone else drastically reduces a caregiver’s ability to monitor, replenish fluids, and generally take care of the person who is sick. On top of that, these two trusted sources offer only the most basic (honestly, negligible) recommendations for treating symptoms: sleep, keep hydrated, and take Tylenol (or the generic acetaminophen). This kind of bare bones advice is, well, skeletal. We all want to know how best to take care of ourselves and each other so that we can avoid having to go to the hospital. We want to be able to recuperate at home because we want to prevent putting a strain on the system and, face it, the idea of going to the hospital in this scenario is downright daunting. The better we know how to nurse ourselves back to health, the better our odds are healing well in our own beds.

So, I wanted to share what I’ve learned.

Caveat emptors/disclaimers because I’m making this public and shareable: This is based on my own personal, lived experience. I am not a doctor, so this does not replace or supplant solid medical advice from a professional you trust. I have had relatively mild symptoms but still a longish case. I am one of the freakish 5% who has had never-ending nasal congestion that went into my upper respiratory tract, but I somehow avoided the dreaded cough. YMMV (your mileage may vary). I have no underlying health concerns, I’m 52, a non-smoker, and fortunate. I have a comfortable apartment to myself, and I was able to spend $500 to stock up on essentials before the lockdown and before I got sick. (For the love of all that is holy, I swear I did not stockpile anything, especially TP. Stocking up is simply incredibly expensive. I dwindled my account down to almost my last dollar, since I’m adjunct faculty at two local universities and don’t make a whole lot.) Still, that is more than so many of us are able to do, and I am grateful for all that I have. What follows goes a bit beyond common sense, because this virus is unlike anything I’ve experienced before, even though to be clear, this is certainly a far cry from the sickest I’ve ever been. I hope it can be a boon to friends and strangers alike.

Here are the things I did that helped:

WHILE YOU ARE WELL

1) Start taking your temperature in the morning and at night so that you have a baseline.

One of the first signs of the virus can be a low-grade fever, though this virus does present in different ways. Full disclosure: I was one of those people who had to go to 3 different drugstores on Wed Mar 11 looking for a thermometer amid decimated shelves.

2) Before you get sick, change your diet.

Stop eating and drinking things that will make it harder to fight off the virus. Mellow out on the processed foods, dairy, and sugar (alcohol and gluten are in this category too, sorry).

Increase your intake of immune-boosting foods like green vegetables, fish and other omega-threes, garlic, ginger, and citrus. You don’t have to give in to the whole elderberry craze (though it does taste pretty good). Replace coffee with chaga, a fungal immune booster that you can brew into a strong, soothing tea, for a few weeks.

If you think these dietary recommendations are extreme, consider that you are in a temporary but dire situation where everything else around us is collapsing. Change your eating habits this month, even if it’s just a little for a little while.

3) SLEEP at least 8 hours a night. (I know, I wake up at 4am in a blind panic too. But, still, try.)

4) Make a pot of soup NOW while you are healthy or at the first sign of any symptoms.

This is especially important if you are sheltering in place alone. When/if you get sick, trust me, you won’t have energy to cook. You will barely want to eat anything anyway. But you will force yourself to have two bowls of it every day, and it will help. The pot should be big enough so that you can eat from it for a week. Make your favorite broth-based recipe: chicken, vegetable, or bone. Bone is most healing, obviously. Avoid dairy and noodles because these ingredients increase congestion and inflammation. Freeze it if you don’t have any symptoms at this point, so you will be able to thaw it when you start to feel oogy.

WHEN YOU GET SICK

1) At the first sign of fatigue, a tickle in your throat, aches, or a fever, go to bed and stay there. SLEEP. Don’t try to keep working. Your body needs to heal, and it can do that most effectively when you are sleeping.

Early symptoms reportedly vary. Some have aches and fever, scratchy throat, and chest tightness with a dry cough. Headaches, sneezing + nasal congestion, shortness of breath, nausea, and diarrhea have all been reported. I woke up on Mar 14 with a headache, body aches, congestion, and a fever of 101. My fever spiked to 102.5 on Day 2, and I’ve had a fever of 100+ every day since along with body aches, nasal congestion (my nose opened up like an actual running faucet on day 5), chest tightness and upper respiratory congestion, exhaustion, lack of appetite, and some lower GI distress (though not full-on diarrhea, everything just felt labored and different and, sincere apologies for the vivid image I’m about to put in your head, my poop seemed to be covered in a gauzy cloud). The two aberrations from most commonly reported symptoms: I have only had a negligible cough, and I never had a sore throat. My baseline temp leading up to getting sick was 99, but I am usually a straight-up 98.6 kind of person.

I had a dinner party the Monday before I got sick, and a friend who helped me in the kitchen came down with the same thing at the same time. My friend has asthma and has had a much harder time of things. But we are both on the road to recovery, in large part because we have been sharing what we’ve learned, checking in with each other, and doing some intense jobs taking care of ourselves while in isolation. (No one else from the dinner party has gotten sick to date.)

2) DRINK WATER, every 15 minutes when you are awake. Every time you wake up or roll over, drink. It should be room temperature, not cold. Cold liquids exacerbate the illness.

3) Drink WARM liquids like herbal tea and broth. Hot liquids keep everything in your system moving. Make soothing, healing, and warming remedies out of whatever inexpensive supplies you already have available.

4) In the giant void of an antiviral treatment that works on COVID-19, I have turned/returned to plant medicine, and it has helped me a lot.

My cousin, who is taking a Chinese medicine course in Singapore right now, sent me directions on how to make a ginger and licorice root decoction that was used throughout China during the Hubei lockdown. It’s easy to make. You bake the licorice in molasses, and then you boil the licorice root and the ginger for an hour. The ginger licorice decoction has really helped my friend who also got sick at the same time I did.

Making tea from Chaga – an Alaskan mushroom – has been so incredibly helpful. I’ve made a large pot of it every day, reserving the chaga and re-steeping over and over again for the past two weeks. Was it the chaga or the fact that I was drinking a gallon of warm soothing liquid daily, ladling out a mugful every couple of hours, that helped me get better? I’ll go with a little of both.

Other natural antiviral immune boosters that might help include vitamin C, C60, and olive leaf extract, oregano oil, and Manuka honey. Since stores are closed and Amazon has stopped shipping, we have to make do with what we already have. Make a tea with citrus peels and cloves and sliced ginger, if that’s is in your fridge.

5) The word on the street is to manage fever with Tylenol or acetaminophen or paracetamol, which are supposed to be more suited to treating respiratory illness than other alternatives. Frankly, I have been taking acetaminophen as sparingly as possible to avoid putting strain on my other organs. Cool compresses work too.

Some people are saying NOT to take Advil and its generic ibuprofen, as they have anecdotally said to propel otherwise healthy people to hospitals for oxygen. There is a lot of noise and confusion in this debate, and I’m going to sidestep this thorny conversation for our purposes.

6) Zinc lozenges and elderberry syrup help with a scratchy throat and cough. A friend of mine prone to bronchitis recommended Myrtol, a German cough syrup made from natural ingredients, including elderberry. If you have a pharma protocol in place for managing a persistent, chronic cough, you are probably already on it.

7) The fatigue is real. It also becomes really hard to think clearly. That’s why it’s so important to have soup and tea and other supportive supplies ready ahead of time.8) When you think you are getting better the first three or four times, STAY IN BED.

The arc of this virus is really rollercoaster-y: up and down and up and down. After the initial alarm passes, (and it is alarming at first because you don’t know which way it’s going to go and that seizing up can make everything feel worse), I was able to focus on getting better, calmly. I made it through the first scary fever spikes, but right when I thought I was feeling better, I would get knocked down again. There were critical junctures around days 3, 5, and 7 where I was certain I’d turned a corner, and, well, yesterday.

I’d get up and do dishes, take out the trash, take my dog for a walk around the neighborhood (face covered), and try to get some work done (end of quarter grades were due at both my schools and my departments have been preparing like mad to take our classes online in the spring). Then I would feel hot and light-headed again, taking my temp only to see it had sprung back up to 101.5. You will feel better and want to get back up and do things only to get knocked right back down. The moment I ease up on drinking water and tea constantly, I start to feel horrible again.

Remember: YOU ARE ESSENTIALLY PREVENTING YOURSELF FROM DEVELOPING FULL-BLOWN VIRAL PNEUMONIA. I would say the new mantra needs to be SLEEP + DRINK WATER. Start now, to the extent that you can. Please resist the urge to get up and do things. Rest. Do your Zoom meetings from bed with a virtual office background, if you absolutely have to be on a call. But, truly, you shouldn’t because this is the time to sleep sleep sleep and binge watch The Good Place (my choice for existential dystopian laughs/insert whatever makes your socks go up and down). For the past few days, my temp has been normal in the morning only to spring back up to 100+ if I try to do too much (e.g. read: ANYTHING). When I let myself sleep, my temp goes back down.

9) A humidifier has helped. Some recommend running a hot shower and sitting in your own makeshift bathroom sauna. Steam eucalyptus or rosemary, if you have any, and inhale deeply. I just made a homemade vaporub with a base of coconut oil and a few drops each of clove, thyme, rosemary, and peppermint oil. It is wonderful.

10) My breathing never got dangerously shallow. But this virus can potentially fill your upper and lower respiratory tracts with mucous until you feel like you are drowning. A physical therapist wrote with life-saving advice about the importance of Postural Draining, a method of draining mucous from the lungs using gravity and percussion. It involves physically moving your body so that you tilt your lungs and bronchial tubes upside down and then firmly clap the back or chest. This allows the mucous to flow up out of the lungs along with deep, prolonged exhales. Then you can cough it the rest of the way out. You can do postural draining alone or have someone perform it on you. Google postural draining diagrams – there are different for positions for each of the five lobes of your lungs. Do these exercises for 3-5 minutes a day before you get too sick. You can get into position in a chair or laying over a yoga ball, bean bag, or pillows for support.

Failing steps 1-10, if you have difficulty breathing or your temperature spikes beyond what you and your doctor are comfortable with (I’ve heard different numbers), please go to the ER immediately. Some of you will develop dramatic and dangerous symptoms quickly. Please do not wait to seek care if your lungs are struggling beyond what you can manage at home. My advice is geared to keeping as many of us comfortable for as long as it takes to heal, but that obviously is only going to go so far for those who suffer from chronic conditions, are older, or are immunosuppressed. If you have a finger oximeter, and are able to monitor your oxygen levels numerically, then you will know when you have to go to the hospital. But very few of us have those, and they are way sold out.

THE OTHER SIDE

Healing from even a mild case (and mine IS mild) takes about two weeks to a month.

As my dad would day, take it easy. It is unclear how immunity works with COVID-19. Some have said that there was a patient in Japan who tested positive a second time. There is speculation that this, in fact, was a relapse and not re-infection. We need more time to learn about the virus. In the meantime, please give yourselves time to heal.

We don’t know how long immunity lasts, and we don’t know about immunity to slightly different mutated strains even if we have recovered from one of them. I do hope that we get to develop a fair amount of herd immunity in the next year, but, again, there is a lot to learn. We will obviously still need to protect our vulnerable populations, and our society will continue to bend and contort itself around the virus.

But I hope to be in a position to assist when others get sick. I will happily help you to the best of my abilities. Looking to a future I can hardly conceive at the moment, I anticipate learning more about plant medicine. Scientists will develop new antivirals, retrovirals, and vaccines. I look forward to donating plasma as part of a treatment for those who get sick in the future, whenever that near-distant moment may be.

And thank you, friends. I am good. I have everything I need. My inner circle is incredible (I love you, mom!). I have been quarantined since developing symptoms and went out for a half hour only to get tested (thank you, Howard Brown for your invaluable service). No one else I spent time with beforehand has gotten sick (except my one friend whose illness coincided with mine, and they are also struggling a bit today with the ups and downs. Please hold them in your thoughts).

May you and your loved ones stay healthy. Or, more to the point, may we all get well and stay well. Sending love to all corners.– Rachel Herman

#QUARANZINE #Rachel Herman #Public Collectors #Marc Fischer #Zines #RISO #Publications #covid-19 #coronavirus

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throughthewwods · 3 years

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100 Days of Productivity . Day 47

📚 read several articles on trauma assessment

📚 had a helpful meeting with my professor about the disabled persons paper

She gave me some search engine tips and is going to connect me with the writing center given just how much of a gap in the literature there is about my topic.

📚 had an interesting class lecture on the psychology to experiencing and managing pain

In class we read a study about soldiers in the hospital asking for morphine far less than civilians with less severe injuries. ultimately it came down to a difference in perspective about their pain. for the soldiers, the pain meant they were alive and might get to go home whereas the civilians perceived their pain as a disruption to their regular life.

⭐️ got my recertification interview out-of-the-way

Bad news: I’m still poor. Good news: I’m still poor enough to qualify 😆

⭐️ got a hold of my doctor’s office for the dietary restrictions list their app made invisible

⭐️ Day 1 of low FODMAP diet + gluten free and minimal dairy + 2 yogurts a day:

F ermentable. O ligosaccharides. D isaccharides. M onosaccharides. A nd P olyols.

I was feeling pretty cranky yesterday. However, I slept better last night for the first time in weeks with far less gut discomfort. So.. this morning I awake with incentive to stick with it. It’s not like I don’t have options. Unfortunately, a lot of the things I enjoy, generally considered healthy foods, are a no-no with FODMAP. This means I can’t eat most of the groceries I just bought. 😆 I keep reminding myself that it’s a small price to pay to have my body back to normal.

⭐️ moved some more money into savings

Feeling proud of myself.. It’s still years out, but every time I add to my savings buying a house someday becomes that much more real.

🏡

⭐️ dog has been acting like less of a spaz, so, fingers crossed upping the training is working

⭐️ Kiddo has been steadily more enthused about getting A’s on her quizzes, so, fingers crossed the intrinsic motivation is being positively reinforced

Kiddo is beaming with pride that she’s finished her work early. This has been a challenging phase for sure, but has also been an opportunity for me to help her cultivate invaluable executive functioning skills her old elementary wasn’t bothering to: Time management, the ability to focus, some study skills, personal accountability, the value of practice and grit, using tools like alarms and lists to stay on track, learning how to take purposeful breaks to recharge.. Who knows? Maybe in a parallel universe Covid never happened, she would’ve kept going to school as per usual, carefree then shuffled off into middle school oblivious to how in over her head she was until she’s floundering in the shark tank. At that point it would’ve been much more difficult to help her.

Maybe this crazy year for us was actually for the best?

I know the world closing and being home while finishing my degree is definitely why I’ve been able to save up money so effectively. I appreciate RB’s help running to the bank. His protectiveness without being overbearing is adorable.

I am fumbling around the kitchen trying to envision a dinner that does not entail any of the things I always cook with. I am grumblingm reminding myself that I am doing this elimination diet for good, healthy gut reasons and that it’s only for a 2 weeks

then I cringed remembering the last time I told myself something would only be for a couple weeks was when the pandemic started.

I try to embrace this as an opportunity to jump-start losing my Covid pounds not unlike when I caught that month long flu years back that made quitting smoking easier.

I accidentally dumped a blizzard of salt over my eggs and RB sympathetically comes to my rescue. Kiddo gets pizza. I still have not figured out how to follow this plan and feed my child without having to concoct two completely different meals twice a day.

We listen to another chapter of Narnia over dinner. RB is irked by the obscure names that disrupt his loquaciousness. I run my fingers through his thick hair reassuring him that no one minds and very much enjoys his storytelling. His eyes close softly, smiling into the warmth of my shoulder. i’m glad I can be a source of peace for him. it’s a haven I have given to all my lovers, but none appreciated the solace until I was long gone.

#journal #diary #writing #my writing #100 days of productivity #studystudystudy #positivemindset #healing #growth #fodmap #relationship #love #couples goals #family #RBlovestory

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anoddreindeer · 3 years

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Hard Times

It's a dark, quiet night in the city that never sleeps.

Wind blows trash down the empty streets, past storefronts and public houses with their lights off and windows tightly shuttered. The only cars trundling their way down the lonely streets are Company enforcement, their lights slowly sweeping over the clusters of huddled public scooters and small drifts of garbage with a predatory gleam.

As one such cruiser passes by, two figures melt out of the shadows opposite a silent bar. In the window of the bar is a hand-lettered sign stating that it was closed for business of all kinds until further notice. The signature on the sign is largely illegible, save for the very prominent M at the beginning of the name.

The shorter figure traces a line down the notice as the taller one lights a cigarette.

"Shit. I never thought the Spinning Shot would close. Ain't they Tolomeo Morelli's favorite place for business?"

A drag on the cigarette. "Sure they were. But they ain't gettin' any more supplies 'n anywhere else. Can't do business if you ain't got no drinks."

"Shit. How're they - hey, you still got cigarettes?"

"Last pack. Been savin' 'em."

"Bum one off you?"

"What the slag. Sure. Nothin' left worth savin' 'em for."

"Thanks. Used up my last pack a week into this shit."

A smoky silence.

"So, how's Tolomeo supposed to conduct business now?"

"Heard all the Morellis're movin' up. Expandin' their territory while them Company goons're busy tryin' ta keep the riotin' to a minimum."

"Yeah. Heard they came down hard on 'em down in Shipyard Square. Hoses 'n everything. Heard a couple people died."

"I heard it was more 'n a couple."

"Shit. Where'd you hear that?"

"My...cousin works out that way. He said it was more like twenty, on account of ain't nobody been eatin' regular so when the hoses came on too strong at first they just folded up like matchsticks."

"Shit."

"Yeah. My cousin says Company came through and cleaned up the bodies 'fore anyone could get a good count."

A long pause.

"Y'know...I got a cousin too. She says the Company's been contracted for body collection. Not just rioters, but in general."

"So?"

"So...They got the contracts a couple weeks ago, right? Then yesterday there's food for sale on the store shelves again, them new protein bars."

"So?"

"Gluten free, low fat, high in protein? I ain't sayin' they is, and I ain't sayin' they ain't, but-"

"But nothin'. You keep your trap shut, awright? Peoples got kids t'feed, and sure they ain't dumb but what they don't know for sure they ain't gotta lie to their kids about. Plus, I heard it ain't much different from what they give free in the factories to them workers in there."

"Awright, fine! Ain't gotta bite my head off or nuthin'."

More silence.

"You heard what happened to Tommy Two-step?"

"Nah. What happened?"

"He was always braggin' on how his shoes was made wit' real leather, see. Couple weeks ago he gets desperate and boils 'em 'cause you can eat leather, right?"

"Yeah, so?"

"So turns out he'd been lied to. They took what was left away next day."

"Sally's gonna be sad, he was always her favorite."

"She ain't, I heard she got caught out after curfew couple days ago."

"Morelli guys?"

"Worse. Company. Wasn't much left after they was done, but they took it anyway."

"Shit."

"Yeah."

The last few flickers fall from fading cigarettes.

"Guess we better vamoose. I ain't keen on tanglin' with the Company enforcers."

"You ain't worried about the Morellis?"

"Nah. I signed on with 'em last night. New job starts tomorrow."

"Shit. I hope you know what you's doin', the Morellis is serious business. Plus Ma didn’t want neither of us joinin’ them."

"Better Morelli than the Company. And Ma ain't given a shit about what I do since she kicked me out at 16."

"Ain't so."

A pause.

"Maybe...Maybe I'll look her up. Shit. Anyway, be seein' you."

"See ya. Good luck, ya crazy bastard."

The two figures turn and depart, each to their own way. The next gust of wind blows away the little pile of ash that had gathered between the two of them, and the street is quiet once more.

#void jumpers #short story #tw cannibalism #soylent green #tw starvation

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