You can’t be everything you want to be before your time🎶
Sitting and intentionally listening to music is a different experience than doing something while listening to music
Getting ready to make some pickles made easy
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“License to dill” is pretty funny
I never quit dreaming. Dreaming bigger than I could even tell the people around me. You’re not going to “luck” into your dreams. And anyone that doesn’t believe in you, doesn’t believe in themselves. Or they’re scared. But fuck them. The day your dream dies, you die too. Maybe it’s inside of you for a reason.
“Someday” isn’t a day of the week.
“Well yeah I pay taxes and support the government the same way every other normie does HOWEVER I *think* the right opinions whereas you don’t”
Remember in grade school when everyone had to do a poster board presentation on something, and everyone largely followed the same format as one another? That’s analogous to life. Most people try to make sure their poster board looks like everyone else’s.
But it’s your project. You can do it however you want. There’s no rules or guidelines.
Life is far more interesting when you deviate from the norm and make your poster board how you want it, because it’s yours.
I always think about this. I don’t care about being accepted or validated. This is my project and I’m gonna do it how I do it. You can worry about how you do yours.
Life is a big poster board project.
Time to paint my bathroom.
I hate painting. So much.
He’s the nicest dude ever. It really is amazing this thing still works. Worked for my grandpa after Bastogne, worked for my mom growing up, works for me now. Built when things were made to last.
Honestly dude if you told me the flintstones were inside and they made hot air come out I’d believe you. I have no idea.
Nothing beats the fuzz of a new hoodie. I am lord warmth. Capturer of heat, conquerer of internal body temp.
My furnace is about 65 years old. Every year, this really, really old guy comes out and check it. And he says “it’s amazing, but this old thing still works”. And I’m always inclined to say “you too!”. I’ve named him Beardo. Guy definitely conquered the seven seas with some Captain Hook or something.
I bet the wars end. And everyone will still say “he’s so dum ha ha orange guy” yet they all complain how fucked the world is now.
I’m tired of diggin holes, grandpa
I start and finish every workout with dead hangs
Best note of all time
Mood 




