genuinely i think it's important for adults, especially in the plague times, to play pretend in our day-to-day lives. when i rub my back down with tiger balm so i can sleep without pain, i imagine i am a valiant knight tending to an old injury i received from a dragon. when i go to the store to pick up eggs and milk, i am a lone cowboy riding into town on a mission. when i turn my collar up against the wind i am a femme fatale who's killed 4 husbands and is scoping out a 5th. when i stomp around in the snow i am a doomed polar explorer. if being a little bit silly about my walk to the pharmacy helps me remember that life can be full of joy and whimsy, then so be it.
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Okay but whumpees who become extremely spaced-out after taking the minimal amount of decongestants for a cold:
Passing out cold on the couch for four hours in the middle of the day and waking up not knowing what planet they’re on
Staring into space
Glazed-over eyes
Becoming hypnotized by how things move and fit into each other (their own hands, screw-top pens, fidget spinners, clouds, etc.)
Environmental sounds being too much for them
Staring directly into bright lights
Overall feeling like a ghost floating through life
Being able to breathe through their nose for the first time in a week
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A way out of the forest by Pavel Kupka
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