Nothing Frustrates Me More Than When Adults Refuse To Even Slightly Indulge The Questions And Thoughts

nothing frustrates me more than when adults refuse to even slightly indulge the questions and thoughts of children. i remember one time when one of my younger cousins accidentally stumbled across the concept of purchasing power parity because she realised 10 rupees which bought her 10 candies in India only bought her ~3 candies when we went on holiday to Japan, and when she asked her mother about “why the same things cost different amounts in different places” my aunt had the audacity to call her spoiled for not understanding the “”worth” of money, that’s not what she was ASKING damn it!! your daughter just set up her own big mac index and realised a key metric of macroeconomics!!! how do you not find that utterly fascinating !! why don’t adults talk to children !!

i love making silly stuff like this:3

hey boss i can't come in today it's a sunny day and there's a lovely breeze coming in through my window, yeah it's rustling the branches of the tree outside that's finally bloomed so it's pretty serious

*me when I hear a camera shutter right next to me*

oh to feel the earth between my paws and have rain pelt down onto my fur, the cool breeze of the forest washing over me in waves as fog begins to form

need to run through puddles, feel the muddy water splash up against the backs of my legs, feel wet wildflowers paint their petals along my hide, need the fresh taste of overflowed creek water against my teeth

need to smell the fresh blossoms of trees and grass coming back from their 6-month slumbers, the air thick with the overwhelming scent of honeysuckle and pine

be critter do crime