and it comes to be that the soothing light at the end of your tunnel
There's something I ought to be doing at work besides looking at pictures of kittens, but my mental deployment towards subjects like philosophy, appropriation, gender representation, projection and the like are equally inappropriate. The future is barreling towards me like a freight train, and if I don't throw myself forward onto it I'll end up
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Like how I'm fighting with myself less about the concept that well-written marginalized-group-friendly fiction is as powerful and impactful as well-reasoned argument or legislation...because I'm finding people who have no reason to make me feel better about it who seem to feel that way. They have no loyalty to me, they're not invested in fandom, but their arguments apply to it. So it's kind of a litmus test, that I feel like I'm passing, and I don't need to guilt myself about it anymore.
Plus, they make me reflect from time to time, but set up conversations that help me do it, but still give me space if I need space, and all that jazz. Seriously, I'm convinced that we as a species would benefit if there was a "take 24 hours and think about where your life is going, and then find someone smarter than you to talk about it with" button that went off in our instincts about every six months. Maybe we'll develop that one soon, right after the "don't destroy the whole planet and yourselves along with it" one firms up a bit.
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