So this week continued to be this week, and then I had a lovely afternoon and evening with
rushthatspeaks during which he showed me the pop-cultural deep dive of John Walsh's "What the Internet Did to Garfield," and then I got home to some non-fatal news that sent the rest of my night right off the rails, and as of this afternoon the dark-blue-enameled eye-of-Horus pin that I got from the MFA's Ancient Nubia Now in 2020 has gone missing, which upsets me both because it is emotionally important to me and because this just doesn't feel like a good week to lose a protective amulet, you know? I don't even believe I can replace it after all this time. Tell me something nice.
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- 1: None of us are traitors till we are
- 2: Swimming through these long-forgotten lands
- 3: Sifting through centuries for moments of your own
- 4: The bones of houses show in the summertime
- 5: Barely even human body parts will give yourself away
- 6: The water's depths can't kill me yet
- 7: You flipped the script and you shot the plot
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