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driving

driving is my favorite thing to do. being able to transport yourself at such speeds and such freedom. i understand lots of people do not drive for many reasons (fear, blind/deaf, child, drunk most nights, POTUS), but i do not remember my life before i could drive. how did i get anywhere? i’ll get camera roll “memories” on my phone of myself at a friends house in early highschool. this friend lived like 20 mins away and i was always at her house. who tf drove me there. that sounds awful. i’m not crazy about my car because i think it’s too small. but it’s really no big deal because it drives. i can listen to music and roll my windows down (which i always opt to do despite the weather) and nothing can touch me. its mindless enough to where my mind can wander but im engaged enough to where i am forced to not look at my phone. when im doom scrolling i think to myself, im just gonna drive around instead

@fartsplosion

Sep 19, 2024

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driving with the windows down

some say 78° in la is too hot, but… a soft, warm breeze wafting past your face sunlight dancing off the dashboard the gentle swaying of beads hanging from the review mirror a fountain coke sparkling in the cup holder so many sounds birds resume their songs rejoicing warmth cars putter along familiar roads heat closes in and for a moment it’s suffocating you make a turn and the cross breeze brings back the cool relief

@babyoblivi0n

Feb 25, 2025

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looking into other people‘s cars while driving

nothing feels more moving than those afternoons when the sun is high in the sky and you're sitting in the left turning lane and the other left lane is turning and as everyone drives past you, you are met with the exposed interior of each car and the sunshine on each persons cheeks and in each persons eyes and the ballet of each sun visor going down and the sunglasses going down and seeing who is traveling alone and who has passengers and the looks on those passengers faces and the kids in the back and its all over in a few seconds and they all disappear and you have to keep driving

@obutor

Jan 26, 2024

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going just a little further

this might be weird, because it seems everyone on this app is incredibly well adjusted, if not just a little odd. i am coming off (i hope) of an almost three week depressive episode, during which i have not run (longest period in two years), watched excessive amounts of (shitty) netflix, and eaten so poorly that i no longer crave vegetables or fruits (this is the most disappointing and surprising). every single thought that i’ve had during this time has been about how it is entirely impossible for me to get out of bed, and that i will never be myself again. i’ve gained an impressive amount of weight, so much so that i hope to god i’m just being overly critical of myself. my skin has dried out, my floors are dusty, and i have more laundry to do than i feel is humanly possible. these past few weeks, my brain has been a miserable place to be. but today, i got up. i went to learn how to make couscous at a friend’s house, watched as she manned the burners with cartoonish dexterity. hot water rippled into pots, spices flashed in the air, fresh vegetables perfumed the kitchen. we cooked, ate, and hung out with her family until i had to go home and clean for a friend coming in from out of town. it was lovely and cloudy on the walk home. i always miss the sky when i bedrot, and try to at least make it to my roof for sunset and stick my head out the window for sunrise. when i got home, i sat for a little while holding my cat before working. does anyone else do this to try and regulate their mood? i then washed dishes, fixed my broken washing machine, and scrubbed floors until the friend arrived. it’s nice to have a clean house. everyone knows it, so how is it so bloody hard to keep up? tonight, i went for a walk. i wanted to run, but didn’t intend or expect to get far. i put on a quick one before the eternal worm devours connecticut on repeat. starting slow, feeling the cold. frosty air fogged my glasses. after half a mile, endorphines began to flood my mind. things seemed possible. i could keep running, and, by extension, i could get myself out of this bedrotting cycle. i just kept running, slowly. a mile. keep going. slowly. i usually turn around at 1.5 to make a rough 5k, but i hit 1.75 and wanted to keep on. it was 2 before i decided to turn around. don’t stop. keep going. feel the cold. feel the sweat in your hands, think about the fog that has settled over the town and it’s ugly white lights. i just kept going, trying to push myself to each next landmark. i ended up doing four miles without stopping, something not unheard of, but certainly an achievement for me. i understand that this might seem stupid and indulgent. but i just want it to be here. i need to mark it down, write it out, prove that i can get better. i can pull myself out of these doldrums. and anyone can. it’s trite and its true. dishes, laundry, and taxes never end, but we do them because we have to. because it’s pleasant to have clean hair and sunlight on your skin. brushed teeth and charged batteries. these responsibilities also help make us feel good. i know this period of inactivity and neglect is not going to be easy to move past, but i will. because i want to feel good. so, even though it seems stupid sometimes, i am going to go on a run tomorrow. i will wash my face and eat some protein. one day at a time, i will get better. my dms are open for anyone struggling or anyone who just wants to talk ❤️‍🔥

@dailey

Oct 25, 2024

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dictionary of obscure sorrows

don’t know if everyone has heard of this and it’s very old news and i should be ashamed. but i found it about ten years ago, and it still my heart. it’s just an anthology of niche emotional experiences from this artist who grew up in switzerland. he collected his made-up terms into a dictionary and published it. it sparked the deepest sense of fancifulness in my preteen heart. i’ve carried certain terms with me to this day, and often return to peruse the words i love so much. one of my proudest moments was, after sharing it with a friend, sending him some of my own inspired by it. he thought they were real words and definitions from it, and i was Very pleased. it’s just fun and cool and neat. be careful to not be in a very longing mood when you go through it.

@dailey

Sep 29, 2024

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hang out with old people

it’s weird, but my mom has told me about this senior bingo night that she’s started going to. she looks forward to it and tells me how fun it is to hang out with them. i feel like joining a chess club or knitting circle or fucking bridge group would have been so fun as a younger person. it doesn’t really matter the age of the people as long as you’re embraced and cherished in some way. is there any forum for you to look for local clubs? also the gym. also volunteering???? it’s actually the best kept secret that folks who volunteer are compulsorily interesting. but western society is so individualist, i understand entirely that it can feel like beside school, there’s no place for you in the world. i truly hope you find somewhere that people appreciate your presence.

@dailey

Sep 28, 2024