Probably a sign I've been avoiding it well, if I didn't even know it didn't actually exist.
Because other priorities were at play, such as money and mental health.
Sonic.exe
I counted seventeen.
They're stakin' out crime, and you know that ain't baloney.
Samurai Pizza Cats
Star Wars The Clone Wars
Power Rangers
Name checks out hugs @Clinicallydepressedpoochie@lemmy.world Maybe not something I'd feel for myself, but I'd be happy being here for you if we find each other around and there's ever anything you might need, such as a favor or collab. Time spent with friends and other "apophenia" are the closest I get to being normal in this regard anyways.
Your area has knights?
There are ten things I cycle through depending on different circumstances. Is it sunny? I'll bring a notebook. Is it rainy? I could sog it, unless I'm indoors. Am I going to get into a building? Better bring my keys, or not if not. There are tons of circumstances. The only constants are money, which I keep in the pants/skirt/jacket/shirt pocket of my dominant hand when possible, and my glasses, which I am either wearing or have in my opposite pocket when possible, the former currently safe from pickpocketers in my breast pocket of what I'm wearing underneath my sweater (unless a pickpocketer wants to go that route).
I'm not sure if that will help. I've been what people would call emotionally numb for a while. Most of how I come across as feeling comes from memory of feeling that way.
That I wasn't adopted.
No, I'm afraid she'll pull a Mao.