Hi, Simon, I hope you’re doing well :) I wanted to tell you about how I dreamt that I suddenly wondered about how you reacted when you had your first fridge/found out it was a thing, if it was a life-altering device for you, etc. I don’t know, I was really wondering during my dream and really wanted to ask you but kept forgetting, so now I’m awake and I do want to know ahah

Yes, it did change my life. It allowed me to move into a city and not live on the outskirts. It allowed me to make food easy, rather than annoying. Now, ice and ice trains had been a thing for a while, and I had an “ice box” back when that was a thing, but yes, electric refrigeration was excellent. Groundbreaking.



a black vulture hanging out with and preening a young crested caracara. this type of sighting may seem surprising, but isn’t unusual. though black vultures are a large bird, they are often tolerant of other scavengers sharing food with them, and can even forge friendships like this one.

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goth aunt

Forgive me for taking so long to respond. I realize that you may have mistaken my earlier comment of salvation and damnation. I meant that the salvation is my joy in talking with you, and the damnation is my mind telling me not to.

Usually salvation and damnation are judgements passed at the leisure of an external party. In this instance, both are internal to you, and I have no responsibility for them. Thus, the confusion. Perhaps it is wise, that when discussing one’s own feelings, to use words that reflect that personal accountability, rather than to use words that place the responsibility in the recipient’s hands. To avoid such confusions in the future.

Just a thought.



when I was in high school my AP english teacher told us we weren’t allowed to eat in class so I took that as a personal challenge to see what the most ridiculous thing I could eat in class without getting caught was so I started bringing soup to class and as soon as I’d crack the lid of my thermos the tiniest bit this football player that sat like 3 rows in front of me would going “I SMELL MEAT SOMEONE HAS SOUP” and no one ever believed him

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