it's so tiring how whenever there is a post (on any platform!) that talks about how a woman's choice to shave or wear make up etc does not exist in a vacuum, the comments are always without a fail full of people saying that actually the reason they personally choose to shave is because of sensory issues 馃槕 which i mean ok sure. but why not put that energy into choosing a time and a place
*in the 2020s* he would do numbers on twitter
*in the 2010s* he would get shares on his blog
*in the 1990s* he would be a wiz on the multi-user dungeon
*in the 1950s* he would get ratings on the television
*in the 1930s* he would command the masses on the radio
*in the 1880s* he would do dots and dashes on the telegram
*in the 1790s* he would do arm signals on the semaphore
*in the 1600s* his prints would be distributed widely
*in the 1400s* he would sound the trumpet in battle
*in the 700s* his words would be passed down by oral tradition
*in the 300s* he would do smoke signals in the sky
*in the neolithic* his artifacts would enter the archeological record
*in the pliocene* his bones would be preserved in the sediment
*in the mezozoic* he would do permineralization in mineral rich groundwater
*in the paleoarchean* he would facilitate recombination of his genome
*in the hadean* his molecules would self replicate in the early ocean
*in the matter dominated era* his stellar nursery would collapse into a star and an orbiting cloud of dust
*in the cosmological dark ages* quantum fluctuations in his density would form the first cosmological structures
*10^-32 seconds after the big bang* his elementary particles would dominate in baryogenesis
*in the plank epoch* he would do cosmic inflation in the energy dense early universe
*10^-43 seconds after the big bang* he would be
when i have a crush i dont kick my feet or twirl my hair instead i am in my kitchen at 3am pacing in circles with my hands clasped behind my back like a middle-aged divorced detective haunted by a cold case he just cant crack
hey boss i can't come in today it's a sunny day and there's a lovely breeze coming in through my window, yeah it's rustling the branches of the tree outside that's finally bloomed so it's pretty serious