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brogmais

And so it is, on a random tuesday your frontal lobe decides it is fully developed, or so you suspect, and you have successfully ruined your circadian rhythm by years and years of poor sleep, skipping meals, using your phone in the dark etc. a sarcastic ‘Kudos to you!’

I often go for a stroll in my hood, it happens that i meet a lot of grownups. Some ask me when i’d go overseas, i often lie and say ‘soon’. A ‘soon’ they wait for that never comes… it’s just a way of letting them stop asking.

Another neighbour of mine said i never check on him, he concludes with this in a tone that suggests that i am unconcerned and apathetic, and i mean, after judging me with such a stare and tone, i have no option but to embody the trait he is placing, or rather imposing over my shoulders as a garment.

I like to think i’m a choking hazard, and that if you have my name in your mouth and it’s not for good, you may have to, you know, cough for a few minutes (just kidding)

But yuletide season is here, and i’m really looking forward to taking a nice ‘boy meets world’ picture by the big christmas tree in my church.

There’s a lot going on, and as elusive as i can be, i haven’t been able to avoid it all.

there are a few words i’ve found interesting lately : ovoid, oblong and confluence…

looking forward to seeing all your christmas pictures…

also ps: someone posted on IG that embarrassment is an underexplored emotion, and maybe we should lean more into it… i agree with the first part, but still pondering to know if the ‘leaning into it’ is a great idea

love you all to smithereens lol. bye!