You may think I jest but they are a really reliable option that 1) doesnβt require spending any money; 2) is usually at least tolerably clean; 3) usually in proximity to routes thru the city that I use most often
Not to be basic, but our Chinese household somehow had the DVD (definitely not official) all throughout my childhood and I never dared to play it until I was 12 because the pigs unnerved me so much. Thank god I held off until then - it changed 12 year old Amy's life.
Sometimes I need to hear it to remember that I'm happy, but no one is telling it to me but myself.
Instead of saying that something is delicious, or pretty, or great, or exciting, just say - "Wow, this makes me so happy!"
Every time something absolutely farcical happens I think about this fairy tale. It's been haunting me for years, as I work my marketing job, as I follow global news, as I go through the days. Like we're all selling smoke, we're all forced to act like things are acceptable when they're a complete farce. I hate it here.
