Summer air tastes bittersweet
6/21/24 I have been sharing this space with too many people I know in the real world. If you're here and you know me, go away. I would take the link back if I could, but I can't so I'm trusting you to lose it. Today I was reminded how weird I am about smells. Due to the nature of my "profession," I get to be around a wide variety of people, some of whom don't have access to showers or are physically unable to care for themselves. I will be holding a full conversation with folks while my coworkers are gagging in the background due to the smell of piss and shit. I guess there are a handful of smells that really get to me... gas exhaust makes me shudder but it's less the smell and more imagining the dirt in my lungs. The smell itself is great. Same with most cleaning products. I imagine my endocrine system endocrying. Tonight I'm nervous because the kitchen smells weird. Sort of chemically... burns my nostrils a bit. My parents aren't home so I called to see if they were cleaning anything earlier and combined products or something. They denied, and got off the phone quickly because they are on vacation from my neurosis. Oh well. I have a window open. I really hate fire season; it makes me feel claustrophobic. Hm... I guess I'd better take my mentally ill ass (also I just typed out mendally I'll, further proving the next few words) TO BED. GOODNIGHT.
6/4/24 Tomorrow I sacredly swear I won't post a video, but today I am feeling sentimental about the way watching dance makes me FEEL... definitely one of my favorite fixations in recent years, and there are always more styles/talent/songs/battles to discover. A list of dancers I like right now:
Scrolling back through my Youtube history was.... humbling. I've been watching a lot of Slushy Noobs lately, which is big of me to admit.