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It's so windy outside my house is shaking like we're having constant minor earthquakes. At the same time, in Ukraine, people's houses are shaking because Russia is bombing them to death. (ETA: I wonder if LJ is gonna start blocking/deleting posts related to this. Russia is, after all, its overlord.)
Everything feels surreal and I'm just sitting here, looking at pictures of pretty boys and cats, between refreshing the news. And working on fic which seems so frivolous right now but I try to remind myself that stories and music and art are what have kept humanity going through... well, everything. Still...
I don't know. I have nothing helpful to say. I'm just feeling very small and very angry and very, very scared for all those people I don't know but are still my people because we're all each other's people. Or we bloody well should be. And it shouldn't matter if we know each other or not.
Sorry, so not coherent right now. The little guy (who is 18 now and tall as a tree) is talking about it being World War III and how can I but acknowledge his fear when I grew up thinking we would all die in a nuclear war, it was just a matter of time. Fucking Cold War.
May we indeed live in interesting times. No, thank you very much. Give us boring. I want boring. With a nice side dish of absolutely nothing happening at all.
Everything feels surreal and I'm just sitting here, looking at pictures of pretty boys and cats, between refreshing the news. And working on fic which seems so frivolous right now but I try to remind myself that stories and music and art are what have kept humanity going through... well, everything. Still...
I don't know. I have nothing helpful to say. I'm just feeling very small and very angry and very, very scared for all those people I don't know but are still my people because we're all each other's people. Or we bloody well should be. And it shouldn't matter if we know each other or not.
Sorry, so not coherent right now. The little guy (who is 18 now and tall as a tree) is talking about it being World War III and how can I but acknowledge his fear when I grew up thinking we would all die in a nuclear war, it was just a matter of time. Fucking Cold War.
May we indeed live in interesting times. No, thank you very much. Give us boring. I want boring. With a nice side dish of absolutely nothing happening at all.