campusalot

alright, im off to enjoy my quiet house by myself goodnight nostr 🫂💜✨

snowing here, very lightly, only enough to fall on my jacket arm my brother is gone for a couple days and it is nice to have time with my dad without him around hard to see my dad in so much pain, im just better at handling it than my brother he needed the time off house is mine now tho, put dad to bed and all is quiet no skunk has arrived yet, only a startled deer

on balance of scales, all things considered, i should never have listened to my irl friend and joined twitter wild also, losing him ~cos of twitter but ive lost worse shit

i never go back and look at screenshots it is a trauma response thing to what ig does, what twitter does if you didnt change the settings show you a thing for a split second and then vanish it forever so you scroll forever trying to refind it how fb edit comments meant people would gaslight to hell changing their shit, deleting their shit an adaptive thing for me survival adaptation but that does mean, very very unusually i can revisit old grudges from 2021 cos yea i dont delete shit i just reformat and lose everything

https://blossom.primal.net/41d4f81a2e67f2a9e7db1c7b204b6308f9a3b9ed9319b81f9436f06d7bb88bae.mov

exercising a middling amount of restraint right now there is such a riff.. but we time traveled to real late night nostr hours yesterday and my notes are not a brothel

💋🤌