and now, a good day
Rolling out of bed to wander off to the local queer clinic for a doctor's appointment.
-Met a friend having lunch with someone on the way there.
-The doctor's chill
-Holy shit the possitive gay vibes in that building
-Oh the lunch partner? One of the receptionists
-Fucking nice lunch in the shadow of a rainbow flag.
-Heard the first crow since moving here. My live is better.
-Found myself nostalgic for light construction noises and the general bustle of outskirts-downtown. Where the builindgs are all 2-5 stories, and a mad mix of designs.
-Ohno, I'm a smallcity trash witch.
"Sharks are just water cat lizards with bat wings"
re: Darkly cursed truth
Being trans POC is the Dark Souls of existence, with invasions always on.
Sorry, I've moved accounts D: