One time, I got super sick. It was the kind of virus that made you miserable from both ends and three days of absolute brutal torture that would give the exorcist a run for its money.

There’s no such thing as TMI here.

Anyways, so my dad caught the ick and at 3 in the morning, I got a phone call from my mom while I was still high and sleepy and recovering from illness:

“I HAD TO CALL AN AMBULANCE FOR YOUR DAD!”

Oh shit. I’m stumbling and trying to maneuver downstairs and stubbed my toe.

Viktor Gyökeres’ Goal Celebration Behind the Scenes! An Iconic Moment for Sweden! 🫱🥶🫲💛💙🇸🇪

Via addeforsberg (IG)

If you are Gen X, I know you cannot watch a spaceship launch without anxiety because we were all traumatized by the Challenger explosion.

The immune system going rogue and attacking healthy tissue seems to behind some cases of long covid, a discovery that could open doors towards treatments

I bought a juvenile fiddle leaf fig years ago, and its now tall enough that the top leaves are fully in the window of my office.

All morning bumblebess have been bumping into the window not realizing its there.

Spring is here.