My new avatar thanks to @sselbe.
"I could build a half pipe in here." -why I need an adult
The art supply store. For the artist, this is a place of possibility, and hope, and lust, and terror. I have followers who were not yet born the last time I was here. I’ve managed to stay away a very long time. But I’m here now. Maybe only because I no longer have to worry about a lot of the things I brought with me to this place so long ago. Most of all, I no longer have to worry about failing.
I know. But last week they were orange.
I told them to pick out a toy. He came back holding this and a Hot Wheels box. He couldn’t decide which to get. So I told him to close his eyes. I held up the Hot Wheels and told him to open them. He did. I told him to close them again. I held up the Pony and told him to open them again. He did. He smiled more at the Pony. I told him so. He chose the Pony. I think a lot of things really are that easy.
And this is the hallway where I was standing when I heard that voice telling me I’m in the wrong place. It’s not a literal voice, but I’m not prepared to say that makes me any less crazy, or that it makes the voice any less right. Even though my life is amazing and perfect. But amazing and perfect aren’t always the goal. So because I am who I am and because my life is what it is, that means a lot of things are ending here in Emerald City. But it also means a lot of things are about to start.
More like Rufio’s Movie Ruiner amirite
The line for the Superfight booth.
This is my kind of shit.
Hey Seattle hey.