cwc happens on wednesday afternoons. purpose: to persist along with the horrors
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Hi.
It’s been a week. Quite a week. I feel kind of like I’m barely hanging on tbh.
Btw it’s difficult to take a picture holding a teacup, in case you didn’t know. It’s so small, and then there is the challenge of whether to hold it with one or two hands. It’s kind of impossible. It also has the unintended side effect of making one feel slightly self-conscious, because of the idea that tea is somehow “proper,” and it is often used a symbol of “put-togetherness,” which definitely is not my relationship with tea, it’s more like a life preserver, a caffeine source, something hot, a moment of calm.. in the chaos of everyday life.
Anyway I challenge you to attempt to take a picture holding a teacup. If you manage to do it you’ll win invisible glory. Can you do it? Will you want to drink from it? Will you wear it? How will you hold it
See?
Anyway.
Sending positive vibes.
♥️
I’ve had this video on my brain for a while, wanting to share it, because it always makes me laugh, pretty much no matter what.
My favorite way to watch it is to watch each individual square of it, all the way through. I like the one directly above the timpani, especially. Also the one who is singing with the glass. And the violin. I like them all.
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