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I kinda hate how often my brain serves up dreams of idealized life where all the problems are solved and then I wake up, I'm just gas-lighting myself every night
They're also kinda funny, though. Last night's was that @_necomie_ and I found an ideal place to live, lots of space, yadda, but for my dumb brain that always includes close proximity some kind of forgotten thrift/used megastore with all the retro crap I could ever desire
Some part of my brain wants to do nothing but Scrooge McDuck-dive into a vault full of old CRTs, computers, software, cartridges, VHS tapes and vinyls
this would be instant death, but you know what I mean
I guess while also being half naked
Scrooge only wears a vest/petticoat, right? And those things on his feet, what is on his feet, that's always bothered me, those are not shoes or even sandals
but definitely no pants
Scrooge only wears a vest/petticoat, right? And those things on his feet, what is on his feet, that's always bothered me, those are not shoes or even sandals
but definitely no pants
they're like feet-vests
so rich he got feet suits
