Lord Almighty, I am not lazy.

While yes, it looks like I’m sitting there on my phone, my functional part is screaming at me. Get up. Go do the thing. Do your work. You wanna get fired? Get up. Get the fuck up… As I click on another meme or post or video.

Ed, Edd, and Eddie

Courage the Cowardly Dog

Up Above the Northern Lights. Believe that’s a Mannheim Steamroller

I was deployed and got a box from my home unit that was basically just trash. I think it was supposed to be funny, but it was just a lot of scrap paper thrown into a box. Nothing written on them that was for me. Nothing to signal anything. Just a big box of trash that could have been nothing more than the recycling bin upended into it.

That was pretty heartbreaking.

I feel like Mr. Bones’ Wild Ride could qualify. If only in a sort of existential crisis kind of way.

Maybe Loss?

I ran up to my mom once, completely serious and said, “Mom! I know why all fat people are short. They use up all their skin!”

I felt like a genius until she laughed so hard she fell on the floor and peed a little.

Honestly, sticking my head in the sand in a way. I deleted all social media from my phone (minus Lemmy) and un-joined any news communities on here. I’m trying to keep my world smaller so I can stay sane and keep those dearest to me taken care of as best as I can.

Honestly, it’s worked a treat. I feel a little guilty for not rallying for the cause or keeping up with the world, but it’s just too much.

Are you a field mouse?