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28. Ace. Art blog is smallerdelusions. Also on bsky. This blog is never spoiler-free but I will tag things if you ask.

matt just fired half the remaining tumblr support staff lmao

from my sources adjacent to tumblr--from which i can spread rumors and insider information freely because i dont give a fuck about ever working in the tech sector--im hearing this round of firings was focused on purging the senior staff, and not just from support but from the entire remaining tumblr workforce. i'm hearing there are about 25 people left.

Well fuckity

Sandhill Cranes (Antigone canadensis), parents with “colts”, family Gruidae, order Gruiformes, Orlando, FL, USA

  • Crane chicks are referred to as “colts”.
  • Sandhill Cranes breed in the far north of North America, and overwinter in the southern US and northern Mexico.
  • There are small separate southerly breeding populations in Mississippi, Florida, and Cuba, as well.

photograph by Nicholas Horton

When everything is embarrassing, that’s a sign that your passion is waking up, and it wants more. Your desire is a tender sprout that wants more water, more sunshine. It wants you to give up on SEEMING happy and in control and to start FEELING joy instead, even when it feels a little too big, even when it makes you cry, even when it forces you to question where you are and why.

Passion and desire and shame and sadness don’t signal that you have to change everything immediately, though. These are sensations that don’t require solutions. Your primary job, in the face of renewed lust for life, is to tolerate the shame of joy.

Because embarrassment is sometimes just a sign that you’ve never lived out in the open before, you’ve never cared more about a feeling than you care about how you’re coming across, you’ve never prioritized happiness over control.

This is why it’s good to take risks that might embarrass you regularly. Because every time you dare to embarrass yourself for the sake of who you are, you’re teaching your body to prioritize joy. You’re teaching yourself to let go of seeming better than the things you love. You’re showing yourself how to feel where you are — to soak in the cool fall air, to breathe in the moon, to love every lopsided moment of your glorious, flawed life.

I Worried, Mary Oliver

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