Inside the dream, a case for wanting
I am having a miserable night on the mental weather/physical embodiment front, so I am recording for posterity that my godchild called me earlier this evening in order to tell me that I was their happy person to talk to and they wanted to tell me while they were thinking of it instead of risking forgetting it by the time of our next video chat. And that was really cool.
no subject
Random collisions of stardust in the universe produced the processes of evolution, and now we are all in the gutter, looking up at Oscar Wilde.
*hugs*