This time of year always has a particular feeling to it. I don't know if anyone else experiences it or if this is a subconscious thing I have going but it's like some new energy is coming up and we'll all be okay (among other things that I feel are more coyote-related for me). Maybe it's spring coming up with the creation & promise of new lives. Maybe that's the source of this feeling. It comes each year around this time without fail and can last well into summer. I'm also surprisingly not particularly anxious right now. For the first time in a couple of weeks, I am okay and no harm will come to me from outside of me or from my body itself. It's just difficult getting that as a consistent fact in my brain.
I love the energy I can feel at this time. I love this time in general.
Edit: A couple of songs fit this energy well..."Float On" by Modest Mouse and "Road To Joy" by Bright Eyes. A couple parts in particular.
From the MM song: "Bad news comes don't you worry even when it lands/Good news will work its way to all them plans".
From the BE song: "The sun came up with no conclusion/Flowers sleeping in their beds/This city's cemetery's humming/I'm wide-awake, it's morning"
"Om Nashi Me" by Edward Sharpe & The Magnetic Zeroes also has a similar vibe but it's more regarding the sound in general rather than the words.
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As for my daily thought, I shouldn't have eaten the whole thing. Now I am suffering. Prime rib, would suffer again. Along with the kind of horseradish that burns the sinuses all the way in the back of my head. I didn't know I had sinuses in the back of my head.
Why is it called "heroic" for a human to slay a dragon as opposed to going in, listening to said dragons issues, and resolving it peacefully. To me it's cowardly to kill just because, while one may rampage, has anyone considered the "why" part of it. Perhaps they lost one of their young to humans...
My neck pain stops. Travels to my lower back. Sharp. Comes & goes as soon as it happens. Whoooohooo. Possibly pinched a nerve or got up wrong and pulled something. I'm gonna ask them for stronger painkillers tomorrow if possible when I get my blood test results, I think.
Edit: A thing...even though she isn't a fictotype, I am similar to Mae Borowski from Night in the Woods. She's a heart-type so maybe that's just why. When it comes to fictionhearted stuff, she is part of my identity but just not in the same way as my fictotype is. More like "almost a fictotype but not really". That's the same deal with my all-of-the-felines heart-type. Almost but not quite a theriotype. Fictionhearted =/= Relating to me (though it is a small part of it, it's more of that "almost but not really a 'type" that I keep repeating)
Not the response I would choose to that sort of situation, but I agree that something seriously needs to be done. Everybody keeps sending "thoughts and prayers." I think by now we have seen just how effective all these "thoughts and prayers" have been in preventing further such occurances. "Thoughts and prayers" are NOT cutting the mustard, people, we need actual changes if we're going to prevent these atrocities from happening again.