i was using the restroom after a combat briefing when i looked down and realized I'd worn all white and my period just started. the rest of the dream was spent trying to find hydrogen peroxide instead of getting to the flight deck 🫡
always feels like mornings are the 'cleanest', and as the day proceeds it gets dirtier. dirty with little good and bad events that make up a static sort of noise which increases in volume over the course of the day. just me?
it'd not that I can't sleep, I'm just too busy vibing (with what, who knows)
anyway on a better note it seems like all 9 of my interviewees will hopefully be accepted :>
one of those days where the constant restlessness is a bit worse. I used to call it stagnation... if I stayed still too long - geographically, mentally, career-wise, etc - I would feel this incrementally increasing desperation. I don't know if this is the 'chronic emptiness' of bpd or if it's just a common human experience. it's shitty because it sounds like I'm taking things like loved ones for granted but I'm not... it's a confusing longing for something I can't put my finger on
almost worked for these folks, totally get mercenary vibes 😆
omg this former special forces combat medic is talking about his pokemon card collection 5 CUTE 3 ME
IT BEGINNNSSSS
my bbys are gonna do great
interviewing applicants to my old professional program and it's like wow, these are the type of folks applying these days? how did I get in?!