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Welcome to your pre-December #moraleboost thread.
Welcome to your pre-December #moraleboost thread.
Now, I know there are lots of feels out there, and they run the gamut between...well....
Look, they just running wild at this point. They’ve gone feral, the feels. They’ve gone back to nature, shed their societal norms, and are howling at the moon while naked streaked with mud.
Look, they just running wild at this point. They’ve gone feral, the feels. They’ve gone back to nature, shed their societal norms, and are howling at the moon while naked streaked with mud.
It’s okay. Let those feels have their moment of freedom. They’ll come home when they’re hungry. You might as well give up on finding where they shed their clothes, though, because they’re gone.
Just feed them, give them a good bath, and tuck them into bed to sleep it off.
Just feed them, give them a good bath, and tuck them into bed to sleep it off.
When those feels have had their reset, make them a cup of tea and get them back on their schedule. Don’t bring up the feral incident — they know what they did and don’t need to explain — just hand them a shovel and point them back to the trenches.
We’re all there. All of us.
We’re all there. All of us.
So, now we’ve discussed the ferals, let’s talk about the morale portion of this thread. See that pie I posted up there?
Yeah. I’m gonna eat that. By myself. Without any feels other than bliss. How often have you wanted to eat an entire pie yourself?
NOW YOU CAN!
Yeah. I’m gonna eat that. By myself. Without any feels other than bliss. How often have you wanted to eat an entire pie yourself?
NOW YOU CAN!
You can eat that pie straight from the pan with your hands if you want! There’s no one to stop you (except you, and we’re ignoring that judgy ass for now)!
Eat the pie!
Normally I have a house full of enablers (I mean “company”) to eat pie for breakfast with, but pandemic.
Eat the pie!
Normally I have a house full of enablers (I mean “company”) to eat pie for breakfast with, but pandemic.
So, it’s mine. All mine!
Instead of saying “I can’t have pie this year” or “I didn’t make pie this year because,” just do it. For you. For the feral feels running naked through the empty streets.
And if pie isn’t your thing, do something else that does the same thing.
Instead of saying “I can’t have pie this year” or “I didn’t make pie this year because,” just do it. For you. For the feral feels running naked through the empty streets.
And if pie isn’t your thing, do something else that does the same thing.
Make your special dish you normally bring to your November celebration. If you don’t celebrate in November as we do here in the US, make one anyway.
Whatever special thing you do for others, do for yourself. Just you.
Make yourself a little happy. It’s okay, and necessary.
Whatever special thing you do for others, do for yourself. Just you.
Make yourself a little happy. It’s okay, and necessary.
This has been your #moraleboost thread. Go forth, and wrangle your ferals.
