Everything That Makes Up My Corporeal Self Is Borrowed From The Pieces Of The Universe Around Me, Which

Everything that makes up my corporeal self is borrowed from the pieces of the universe around me, which makes death less of a “losing” something that was mine and more “returning” something I’ve been temporarily given, and likewise give to others in their own turn.

To be fair, everything in life can feel like a saw trap if you are anxious enough

me, getting behind the wheel of my car to drive to the grocery store to buy grocery store sushi: i can't believe john kramer would make me do this

"How do I stop being scared of-" You do it scared. The courage arrives WITH the action, not before it. Don't wait to feel confident before you act because the key to confidence is usually doing the thing while still scared as fuck

the default way for things to taste is good. we know this because "tasty" means something tastes good. conversely, from the words "smelly" and "noisy" we can conclude that the default way for things to smell and sound is bad. interestingly there are no corresponding adjectives for the senses of sight and touch. the inescapable conclusion is that the most ordinary object possible is invisible and intangible, produces a hideous cacophony, smells terrible, but tastes delicious. and yet this description matches no object or phenomenon known to science or human experience. so what the fuck

Every writing advice thing ever: Don’t get bogged down in details on your first draft. Just write! ☺️

Me: How I begin this scene hinges on whether cheese sandwiches were served with mayo in the 50’s.

All my work can be summed up as the question, “Do you feel/see this too?”