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there's something so satisfying about planning a meal, getting groceries, and cooking the meal in the same day

it's like oh i got a quest, went on my quest, and now i have my quest rewards (leftovers)

wife :-)

Apr. 6th, 2025 02:14 pm
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wife: "thank you for coming to our 456th date. i love you so much"

me: "i love you too. where are you taking me today?"

wife: "so today i thought id take you to this bus stop..."

me: "ok"

wife: "...in the cold..."

me: "alright!"

wife: "...with no sign of the bus and the possibility of rain at any moment"

me:

wife: "but i did bring this umbrella to protect us :-]"

me: "perfect, zero criticism"


and then it didn't even rain!! imagine that!
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i spent nearly the entire day last saturday with my best friend!! had a rly nice time :-) i don't think ive had a day like that in quite a while

id been craving some outdoors time, so i suggested that we go to a park. the weather ended up being a little rough for that (heavy storms in the morning and afternoon), but we managed to sneak in during a gap in the rain so we could walk a short trail. there isn't a lot of greenery in my area yet, but there were some interesting mushrooms and patches of moss. the branches and logs crisscrossed in rly interesting ways, too, kinda foreboding and intricate. the trail looped around the graveyard, where i learned that people leave coins on gravestones sometime

we had a funny moment where we both heard bird song, took out our phones at the exact same time so we could try to merlin ID it, then stopped our recording at the same time. truly in sync. we had a nice conversation on the way there, too. we talked about things like what it means to miss someone, what it's like to experience faith/belief in a higher power, and some dorky nerd stuff (as always)

then we went to a main event: an antiquing place that, despite seeming large to me, was apparently the smallest one in the area!! it was organized by seller: each vendor had a locked case or an alcove you could wander freely. they were roughly organized by type, but especially the unlocked ones were a mishmash of different things back to back (or sometimes even within the same booth). i saw an enormous amount of cool things. id never been antiquing before, but i can see why my friend likes it. it's autistic paradise. i rly enjoyed looking at collections of jewelry and poking through stacks of kids' books. i wanted to get my headspace kids a plushie, but i couldn't find anything that suited them. they mostly had bears on offer, and they're not super into bears. maybe sometime i'll get lucky and find a sea creature. that they'd really like

i was charmed by this sign about testing radios

a sign that reads "Please be patient when testing old radios. They need time to warm up!"

and here's the stuff from my haul! )

then we got takeout together and hung out at his place. my friend recently got a sunroom added to his house, so we sat in there in the evening with the lights off while the rain pounded on the roof. really lovely atmosphere, all dark and blue with the sun having just set. im excited to sleep in there on some of the warmer nights

oh! my friend got a distortion pedal, which was a gamble since we couldn't test it before buying it. but it worked! it sounded really good, and im excited to hear him use it more. we made vague plans to teach me how to play bass sometime in the future. it would be really cool to learn an instrument with no pressure to do well or have an end goal other than experiencing the process

and that was my day!! i was tempted to ask to sleep over, but i wasn't prepared, and i knew it would be smart to get good sleep. we'll see each other again on tuesday, and then we'll be quarantining for a while. it was nice to walk around places and hold hands and just talk for hours. it's v rare that we get to do that
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screenshot of blathers from animal crossing on the gamecube calling himself a "bit of a night owl"

i love blathers <3 truly a character of all time
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needed some cozy chill time to myself today so i started luigi's mansion and this game is so funny. world's tiniest autistic man gives u a vacuum and tells u to conquer ur fear with the power of Air
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smth ive been thinking abt a lot is the balance between telling a slice-of-life story and building a world that is full of Stuff, full enough that many other, perhaps more heroic stories, could be told. to that end ive been thinking hard abt the political situation in vi's world, especially abt the political crises that don't have a huge impact on her life

i had the idea of a growing problem of human children running away and forming their own haphazard societies. many of these children are "vein-touched," meaning that they're sensitive to the veins of magic running through the earth. why are they running away? why are they, specifically, sensitive to the veins? what do the various human governments want to do about it, and are their ideas any good?

these questions are interesting to me (and tbh id love to follow up on them in a companion novel, if i ever get that far), but what im rly playing around with is how to make this issue a part of the world without taking over vi's story. vi doesn't have any family (her backstory involves being separated from her caretakers when she's scouted to become a botanist, her first vocation), and she doesn't personally know any kids. she doesn't have a reason to care deeply about the issue. she hears about it from time to time, but she doesn't act on it other than feeling vaguely bad and unsettled that something like this is happening close-ish to where she lives

im trying to capture the feeling of like, living ur life and focusing on only one or two political issues so that you don't get overwhelmed by the complexity of it all (which is what i do, personally). vi can't save these kids. her priorities were determined the moment she met helix and the moment he died. she doesn't have the space in her heart for anything else

but i still want the reader to get a sense of how bad this problem is. i want there to be hints of it in the narrative, maybe even conversations with people who are taking an active role into investigating what's going on. ive also been thinking of how the nature spirits' various governments react to the issue. humans aren't the default group on the planet—that's the plant spirits—and the plant spirits' councils are incredibly haughty about how horribly the humans are handling the situation, according to them. but are they helping? not really. the most they do is offer shelter to groups of human kid runaways, but they otherwise leave them to fend for themselves. which, in turn, offends the human representatives!!

many thoughts. head full. this world is feeling more alive the more i shake it like a snow globe and see how all the pieces fall

splaesh :-)

Mar. 9th, 2025 08:25 pm
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im playing wind waker w/one my headspace kiddos for the first time (no spoilers pls!!) and we got to this minigame. it is so good
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i made whole wheat pancakes the other day and they came out rly well!! ive found pancakes weirdly difficult to get right but i think im getting the hang of it. finally getting somewhat round shapes most of the time, and a nice texture too

i like a bunch of stuff in my pancakes so these have mixed berries, chocolate chips, and pecans :-)

three whole wheat pancakes
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god ive been exhausted lately......theres no room for anything in my body except the will to snooze

lots of little joys these days. my fave team lead baked a bunch of cookies for the team and set aside a few for me so i could safely have some :-) then my best friend went to a barnes and noble that was closing down and bought me a copy of mary oliver's devotions, which was super sweet and such an apt symbol of our relationship, with the bird being fed on the cover and all. id forgotten that the poems are organized in reverse chronological order, but i love that touch. it feels like you're looking over oliver's life with her. i read it once a long time ago, but it's a faded memory, and im excited to read it again with this context

and the sky this morning was a beautiful shapeshifter: hazy purple above my freshly snowed street, then blue, then a deep void above the main street i followed on my way to work. clocking in at 6am has its benefits. i love the feeling of walking in the middle of the side street i live on after it's been dusted with snow, the white coat almost entirely unblemished by tires or bootprints

i had a realization the other day. i don't want to fight time anymore. i was raised to think that i could outsmart time if i was only clever enough about the way i structured my day. planning was the answer to all my anxieties; if i was worried about something, it's because i hadn't planned around the thing that was causing me worry.

as you might expect, this lingering mindset has caused me a lot of stress over the year. fighting time? that's, like. fighting god, kinda?? time's been there forever. id need to be quite the overleveled jrpg protagonist to take on such a foe. and why does it have to be an adversary in the first place? it's. ok. if im not perfect. it's. ok. if things don't get done. kinda reminds me of something my academic advisor said in my first year: i was talking about how i was upset that i was only finishing assignments the night before they were due instead of further ahead of time (what my dad would've wanted), and he said that it sounded perfectly fine to him. it's not like he could tell, as the professor, when id finished something. i realize now that what he was implying was that there was no moral weight to being ahead versus just on time. i wasn't better or worse b/c of my time management. but man, was i led to feel that way as a kid.......

im trying a new schedule system based on what feels good to me. ive always felt most comfortable when i get to focus on the same category of task for a long time in a row instead of switching between so many different things. sometimes u have to do a bunch of different things in a day of course, but as much as possible im going to try to pick a type of task and just. make that my day or evening. on my day off, we spent a long time cleaning (so much progress!!); last night my main task was starting a new book (anne carson's eros the bittersweet. god im excited about this one). tonight after i wrap up this post im going to do some meal planning

i can't do the thing where im always in a rush to catch up. catch up to what? it's not like i know where the end is
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"It seemed incredible to me that at the age of fifty-one I was still capable of producing, in all innocence, a completely unrealisable hope. The human capacity for self-delusion is apparently infinite – and if that is the case, how are we meant to know, except by existing in a state of absolute pessimism, that once again we are fooling ourselves?" —Rachel Cusk, Outline

im almost done with outline!! it's a very smooth read, but one that's been sticking in my head. the main threads seem to be marriage, failure, narrative (specifically how we narrativize our lives in order to communicate our journeys to ourselves and others), and the difference between fiction and reality. there's a blurb on the back of the book that highlights how the narrator is talked at rather than talked with, and that made me especially conscious of how and when the narrator breaks her passivity in order to contradict something her conversation partner said or to try to articulate an aspect of her own experience

i talked to my headmate jon about the book, and he had some insights about why marriage keeps coming up: it can be used as a microcosm of someone's life. marriage can stand in for love, selfhood, one's ability to connect with others, a measure of "success," etc. etc. but at the same time—these characters have many failed marriages, yet their lives go on! so it can't represent everything. i thought it was a smart observation, especially since the book keeps questioning if there is a real "truth" behind the stories we make up about our lives in order to render them communicable. perhaps marriage, in these characters' lives at least, is the fiction, while their lives as a whole are the untranslatable, elusive truth. the book also interrogates one's ability to be an active observer of their own life, suggesting that we often aren't paying that much attention unless we're shocked into doing so

ive had some really nice moments at work these past few days. a few days ago a bunch of us ended up venting about our Big Boss and his. uh. his management style, let's call it (mostly about how he gives a lot of instructions and judgements without having the full picture or simply not paying attention to the details. sometimes he reprimands us for not doing tasks that we are doing or gives us three days' of work in one b/c he doesn't acknowledge the time all the steps take. things like that). it was incredibly cathartic. there was one person in the group who id barely talked to before since we work in separate departments, but he kept agreeing with me and looping me back into the conversation. he even mentioned how one of our coworkers made an uncomfortable comment about how a lot of our new team leads were women, and he pushed back on it!! unexpected ally but it's so nice to have another person i feel i can trust

ive also been answering a lot of calls for help around the store, especially up front. a lot of people don't like providing backup at the registers, but i find bagging ppl's items to give me a lot of opportunities to be competent. im good at bagging! and occasionally i have a tiny moment of connection with the customer that i hope makes their day better

oh!! i almost forgot!! i trained someone new and we immediately clicked in a really nice way. he felt comfortable asking questions, and he even seemed receptive to my info about covid safety and why masking is still important. it's so rare that anyone pays attention to me when i talk about that. i hope we have more shifts scheduled together and that we can become friends

my wife decided that he wanted to do something for valentine's day after all, so i bought us a new sweet treat to try and researched things we could watch together during dinner. i had vague memories of a manga that i wanted to read, and i knew i wanted something with similar vibes. i clicked through different lists on letterboxd for a while and happily stumbled upon the anime adaptation of that very same manga!! it was a perfect choice: peaceful, meditative, lightly sci-fi. we're going to read the manga together as well. bee wants to watch more movies together this year, so i bookmarked several others that look interesting. im especially looking forward to the souvenir and its follow-up because of its difficult subject matter and blue gate crossing for its portrayal of teenage friendship. i saved a few lists to look through later; even just a brief peek made me excited to explore more films. i think it'll be a special thing to share with bee. our first date was watching a movie and discussing it, and ive often felt that his perspective makes me a better person
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i am soooooooo...... sleeempy. when are they gonna pay me to get a good night's snooze

my shopping trip on tues went rly well!! i started off with a pair of boys' black pants from that fit p nicely. nothing special, but i like the way boys' pants fit on me. there's a sharpness to them that feels right. then i got suuuuuuper lucky in the clearance section of a gap kids: two identical pairs of black slacks in my size with just enough give in the waist to make it easy to bend down. the tag said they were $9 a pair, which was already good, but then i got to the register and they were $5.50!! no cardigan though..... i saw an incredibly cute sweater that i unfortunately had to pass up: cream and sky blue checkerboard with pink strawberries. i had to be strong. i was there On Business. but someday i'll have the sweater collection of my dreams

when i first started working my job i went with the same outfit the managers wear: polo in our store color tucked into jeans. but now that i think abt it, that's rly not me. it's fine, but id look so much better in black pants, a nice white button down, and a store color cardigan. then i can use the other pieces for a future office job too. ive felt for a while that i have a lot of progress to make before i am the kind of person who would do well in an office. i think that's still true, but even just shopping for new clothes feels like a step in the direction of becoming that person

then when i was waiting for the bus home, i chatted with some1 waiting for the same bus and we v briefly became friends in that moment :-) they waved when they were leaving and i thought that was rly sweet

when i got home i started rachel cusk's book outline, which im enjoying more than i expected to. i heard it described as the protagonist having a series of conversations with people, which it is, but i expected them to feel a lot more disjointed. they're linking together to form a much more interwoven story than i thought they would. and the prose! it's not complex at all, but it's one of those books that has a sentence that stops you in your tracks from time to time with how astute it is

before i went to bed i wrapped up a collage piece i was doing for a february art challenge, and i think im done with the challenge for now. i found myself losing steam in a weird way. it wasn't that i didn't want to do collage art anymore, but that its role in my creative world was evolving, and i didn't want to rush that process. previously id done digital collage as a way to connect with friends. i almost always stream my projects in one of my discords, and it creates a rly chill space for my friends to hop on and chat about random stuff. a lot of the events in that discord can be kinda big or have a set roster of ppl who show up, and i like being able to provide a quieter setting

but, y'know. that meant the art wasn't the point. and now that im spending more time with collage and considering the things i can do with it, i want to be more intentional about my pieces. previously i improvised the entire way through, but im thinking about maybe doing mixed media work and being more intentional about what im communicating with my collage pieces. im a writer at heart and maybe mixing the two would bring me more in touch with the kind of art i want to create
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i survived my shift yesterday! my strategy worked, which is wonderful. most of the pants i own are now fairly useless to me though. im going on a trip later today to try to find some emergency soft black pants and hopefully a cardigan with big pockets for all my work gear

in the month or so before i went on medical leave, several of the long-term managers left and were replaced by new ones. ive been paying a lot of quiet attention to how they respond to outright apathy or contradiction from people who are now their employees rather than coworkers. i was encouraged to work towards one of these promotions several times, but i chose not to. im a pretty firm believer in the effect our day-to-day circumstances have on our personalities and our morals, and i couldn't imagine that being a manager at a retail chain and constantly having to fake my enthusiasm for profit would have good results. i can understand why other people would seek out that extra money. things are tight right now for the average poor person. but im curious. i want to know how they change or don't change. i want to see if they become the kinds of managers they swore they'd never be back when they were regular employees like me

after work, i stopped by the queer thrift store to look for new work clothes. no luck, but i did enjoy seeing a t-shirt with large text reading "never trust the living" and much smaller text reading "goodbye." it's the "goodbye" that knocked me out. goodbye! im outta here

i worked on a collage art piece and streamed it to a few friends while waiting for my best friend to pick me up. we had a nice conversation about art museums, specifically about building layouts and the costs/benefits of unconventional design. i got to share my memories of the houston museum of fine art's glowing tunnel. it was very intense for me as a child; i always thought i would fall into the lights and never return

then my bestie picked me up!!! yippie! we waited forever in a drive-thru line yapping then had dinner while his two younger cats smacked the shit out of each other

at one point during the night, i had a really bad dream, and my favorite of his cats immediately jumped onto the couch so she could curl up on my chest. i thought it was very sweet. my heart rate settled down very quickly with her warm weight on top of me

now im home and im going to make an enormous pot of beans before going on my clothing adventure. i find clothes shopping exhausting but i really do need new clothes asap
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i like my body. it's been taking on a lot of pain lately, especially since i returned to work, and that causes me a lot of sorrow. it holds onto so many things for the good of all of us who inhabit it. i haven't been able to create a life for us that doesn't cause lots of pain for our body. our material circumstances don't give me many cards to play in service of that goal. but i want to adjust things where possible; i want to push for my body's right to rest when it hurts and is exhausted by the many demands of others

a few weeks ago, i had a relatively routine surgery. based on my surgeon's recommendation, i got two weeks of medical leave approved. the surgery and the two weeks off work went very well—very little pain after a week, plenty of mobility. my post-op appointment confirmed that i was ready to return to work as long as i didn't do too much lifting. id already arranged that with my workplace, so i thought everything would be fine

while walking home after my first full day, i felt sharp pain in both of my legs, making it very difficult to walk. i think it was mostly caused by the strain of wearing my work uniform all day. i barely made it home and up the stairs, but the pain subsided as soon as i changed. the next day, i had significant pain and difficulty walking within the first hour and had to leave work early. i skipped today (id be completely useless during the super bowl rush with a bad limp) and plan to go back tomorrow, wearing a much more comfortable pair of black slacks (far too pretty for my retail job; i want to get different ones that i won't mind roughing up a bit soon) that fit the dress code and putting all my equipment in a store-issued vest. i hate those things, but it'll take the pressure off the surgery site

it was a very unsettling feeling, having my legs give out. my store is small as far as stores go, but even walking from one end to another to meet a team lead in their office was a drain. i ended up crying in front of them. all of it was too much, i guess. the loneliness of a very isolating recovery, the trickle of terrible news ive absorbed lately, and then finally not being sure what my health, work schedule, or benefits will look like in the next few weeks. the surgery itself was bad enough, but once i got all the paperwork sorted out, it was a straightforward case. now i have to deal with potentially getting more medical leave tacked on, or maybe taking an unpaid leave if i can't get that worked out. workplaces in the united states really aren't set up to deal with unexpected problems. everyone was so understanding when it was an issue that i could notify them of in advance, but i have no idea what my condition will be tomorrow or the day after. i feel completely fine now, sitting in my desk chair at home, but tomorrow at work i might collapse while pushing a cart

im not very good at handling unexpected schedule changes. i like planning and sticking to a plan. it's frustrating that there aren't allowances in place for the simple fact that all bodies and recoveries are different. my body simply wasn't ready for all that walking and pressure around the waist. that's not its fault, and it's not my fault, either. but it seems my options are to push through and potentially ruin my recovery or have a terrible stain of missed work on my record, at least until i can meet with hr and see what else can be done. as far as i know, all of the options would take at least a week to process, which puts me in a tight spot. it's a horrible system. and i already hate capitalism, so i can't even say this radicalized me!

im dealing with my anxiety about it the best way i know: focusing on very small things and letting that become my entire day. i baked some more carrot cake muffins from the batter id prepared a few days ago and managed to overbake them again, but not nearly as much. i think im closer to the right temperature/time combination. everything except the burnt part was so light and fluffy, just a perfect texture. next time i want to add more carrot. they're a bit underwhelming in that regard for something billed as being inspired by carrot cake (which i also want to make at some point!)
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lots of big and small changes in my life lately. had surgery for the first time, recovered just fine. dealing with a bigass medical bill now (healthcare costs r such a menace)

i thought kinda seriously abt changing jobs for a bit. i think there r some careers that would be good for me, Big Boy type jobs. id be a good project manager. id be a good manager in general. but im not willing to try to find a new job rn. i spent the whole last year just kinda existing and forgetting who i was and who wanted to be, and it's more important to me that i spend time remembering how to be myself. i want to read more and do research and to make art and to make more friends. im too good at being responsible sometimes. i let responsibility take over everything

ive been spending more time with my best friend and sleeping over at his house once a week. he took me grocery shopping and it felt so nice and domestic. he's an interesting one. he's adverse to commitment but he called our shopping trip a date. we're both fwbs and some other undefined thing. im trying to be ok with the non-definition. i have a good time when i stop myself from overanalyzing but i find it reaaaaaal easy to pick apart every little bit of interaction i have with him. he's so social. he's got a whole network and ive never had that. it's kind of intimidating

there's maybe this other guy that im going to meet up with soon. idk abt him tbh. he seems almost too interested in me? like he ghosted me a long time ago and then texted out of the blue, and now when i text he almost always responds right away. idk how to react to that!! like dude aren't you busy. don't you have tasks on the list? anyway

i played a bunch of my favorite rhythm game b4 bed to tire myself out and now it's sleepytime
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a day off from my job is so beautiful......projects and chores and games and texting friends and time with my headmates. and snacks. and as much tea as i want and not having to set a timer when i sit down for a break. and quiet. and a steady heart rate that isn't aggravated by noise and stress and allergens

but then! the job beckons once more >:(

i wish it would find a cozy place to sleep in. then we wouldn't have to work anymore
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i saw my best friend for the first time in like 20 days!! he was traveling and for safety i always gotta wait 10 days after the trip + ask him to take two covid tests b4 i see him. my immune system is weak and it's a wild world out there

anyway this post is about how i went over to his place knowing he was trying out a new cat to see if the others would get along with him, but what i didn't realize was all the cats in his home now are tuxedo cats. they are truly all different shaped versions of the same thing. big medium and so so tiny!!!! i wish id gotten a picture but i was too busy having a rly nice time with my friend :') i missed kissing him.......

the new cat, who is rly rly little, loooooooves to squeak. he just makes the silliest sounds. the goofiest meows you've ever heard. i held him in my arms and i think im starting to hope he becomes a permanent part of the family so i can see him all the time

ok now i gotta get ready for bed so i can once again go to work tmrw. they keep making me go back!!! what the hell. it's ridiculous
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first runescape post on the account! this changes everything ehehehehe

ok anyway i wanted to show u all this pretty area i revisited while training woodcutting and fletching. it's got hills and a river and toooons of little guys running around, like squirrels and foxes and raccoons!! there are several different colors of butterflies too

a natural area in runescape

here's the music that plays there also. it's one of my favorite tracks in the game

i was going there to get a single maple log so i could make a maple shortbow, an upgrade to my ranged gear id just unlocked. but it was so cozy i decided to stay there for a while and train

my character chopping a maple tree

i started at lvl 53 in both skills, and i leveled up both by at least three or four if i remember correctly

then i tested out the bow, and the slight difference in max hit is noticeable! however i think i will embark on an even longer grind so i can make snakeskin armor and boost my range even more. it'll require me to nearly double my crafting level if i remember correctly, so it'll take a while. im going to try using the glassblowing method

allllll of this will play into my big long-term goal for the account rn: unlocking as many different modes of transportation as possible so i can be mobile all over the world and do more kinds of things :3
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got back into playing wild world recently :-] so cozy...... i could play this game forever

i logged on at just the right time for a beautiful sky. i love the skies in this game. i don't think any other game from my childhood has influenced my aesthetic sensibilities more

a ds lite playing animal crossing: wild world

i wandered around for a bit, picking weeds and saying hello to everyone (id been gone for six weeks! whoops.) but then i saw a big shadow in the river. and it was a king salmon!!!

my wild world character holding a king salmon

my wild world character holding a king salmon

and then...... ur never gonna believe this.......

when i played the next day, i caught two regular salmon in a row!! fish king, indeed..... one of each went to blathers n the rest went to nook

but ok, listen, i ran into goldie when i was making the rounds and she said that she MISSED me when i was gone b/c she had to garden alone. and she does garden!! whenever i don't play for a while, most of the town's flowers end up by her house. so naturally, as an apology, i go to her house and rearrange all the flowers LOL. im sure she's so happy im back (i watered them, it's fine)

i also bought her a hat and sent her a letter!

a letter to goldie

and that was all for the past two days of playing :-) i hope i can play more after work today and see if goldie sent me a return gift
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my best friend has returned from his travels and welcomed his cats home. Which Means!!!

a black cat looking out of a carrier

wendi emerging from her soft mesh cave :-)
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link to a playlist im enjoying as i write this

the sleeps are getting me but i want to quickly share a cute thing that happened at work

so, for context: im aromantic but i sometimes feel things toward ppl that are like. friendship+*. like an extra calming glitter on friendship, where i feel especially connected w/them and their presence soothes me. it can be the foundation of a relationship (like w/my wonderful headspace wife) or a fwb situation (like with my sweet friend m), or it can just be a thing i Feel but doesn't change the friendship at all. it's a feeling that could become more, but it doesn't become anything else without prompting; its default state is to stay as friendship+

so there's a person at work i have friendship+ feelings for. he's v funny, good at his job, generally calm even when things are stressful, which is a quality i tend to gravitate towards. i also find it p easy to make him laugh, which tends to provoke friendship+ feelings in me. it's so nice being able to do that

anyway due to a mishap with his work, he was stuck in the backroom for a while, backstocking a bunch of tiny items (a tedious process, since anything small needs to be neatly wrapped in a rubber band and it takes more focus to count them accurately). he put on a playlist while he worked. i happened to need to grab things from the back while he was in there, and i heard him humming. oh, the sweet things that did to my heart. i was so at ease. i wanted to stay there for the rest of my shift

*i use the word "queerplatonic" too, which i feel is accurate, but for the purposes of explanation i like to give it my own name
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