#i must've accidentally messed with the aging at some point- but

[softietrait]

this is a volkner moss appreciation & love post. thank you for joining us today. v is a wiggly infant and two of his quirks so far are the feeder tinkler & loving wake up time! (also has that werewolf dormant trait that i most likely won't ever be waking up LMAO)

[frogsandfries]

I dreamed I was helping a friend of a friend with research. He was using these pool rings and kites to begin prototyping a new method of transportation. At first, it was amazing. It was a lost childhood dream for dream-me. Close to the end, I spoiled it for myself and started crying over something I don't remember. At one point in the dream, he took over my bins for my gel pens with his research notes, and consolidated my pens down to one too-long bin where he had been storing his research notes and papers. I got too upset to tell him right then and there.

At another point, his notes accidentally got spilled. Receipts went everywhere. Luckily, the floor had that cheap, shitty office carpet. Me and the assistant scrambled to pick up every scrap of research material but we stood no chance of getting it put back properly.

Then I was loitering on the first floor of a hotel while I was on the phone. I sat on the stairs and watched an older middle-aged Latino couple interact. The husband got mad that I was eavesdropping on them and commentating. She had said she wasn't dressing up in this neighborhood, even if it was a quincé. The husband responded something like, it's a nice hotel, it's a nice dress. She said something about how awful that neighborhood was in 2004, the last time she was there. I was just kind of nodding along, interested that this used to be an "awful" neighborhood. I wandered off and found what must've been the valet's closet, because there was an abandonned, small cat tree and some high chairs.

At one point, I sat in the café area and I was told I wasn't allowed to sit at the tables too long. I guess something about the college students either didn't like it or they were (somehow) better business.

Later in the dream, I met up with a college friend who I really miss from time to time. She was with a few of her own friends from college and she was really excited to see me. Then she passed out from exhaustion.

I was taking work calls even though it was supposed to be my day off. I was outside, wandering around my neighborhood and a chunk of sidewalk in front of a string of businesses was absolutely saturated and I was trying to decide if I should risk my new numels while a customer on my headset vented rather frantically at me and loud vehicles drove by. I couldn't even walk in the grass because the water had made it a swampy, squishy mess.

I cried over Manacled last night because someone's interpretation of the first character I ever connected with finally got out of her loneliness without really having to do anything but be in the right place at the right time, and it feels like my real-life loneliness will never end.

I do miss that friend from college. I think she was the most good-est friend I've ever had and I'm certain she's off making other people's lives very lovely.