Buddy, I don't think it's safe to confirm at ALL Like, you're 1000% not going back into my brain to check I'm not gonna let you hurt yourself because of my issues.
I mean, who knows what aggravates what, right? It could've been worsened by the sleep sickness. The orbs, the other powered folks, my own stupid choices, it's all factors. But that's not on you I was already a wreck before you floated over, you know? I was stupid and thought I could get up and shake it off like the first time.
Hey, then you and I have that in common. I always worry about the effect of my presence here. What if I make people TOO awesome by them sharing my personal space? 🤘
Anyway, you're not a risk, not anymore than anyone else. I get that it's hard to feel different, though. You've got a big backstory I probably cant even begin to wrap my head around but you're in good hands here, ok?
Not a terrible idea, I'd love to. But what things to start with...? There's so many better parts. The music, the movies, the people. Comic books! Concerts! Handsome women, beautiful men! Tattoos and piercings!
[Man... He'll try. Or at least keep rambling until he gets exhausted again.
So let the rambling commence, huh?]
A good day with those things... Sure, yeah. Back in Boston years ago, I'd wake up and start my day blasting some great tunes out of my apartment window. You ever just get up and fire yourself up with good music? It's a great feeling. I do it here all the time, too.
Then I used to go from home to work — teaching a bunch of smarty-pants college students at MIT. Did you know I was a teacher before everything went nuts back home? I used to teach all kinds of different classes, depending on my mood that year.
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also blue: maybe i won't mention having my psyche clawed up like a cat tower]
It's possible.
I don't think it's safe to confirm right away.
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Like, you're 1000% not going back into my brain to check
I'm not gonna let you hurt yourself because of my issues.
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No getting yourself tangled up in my problems
I'll seriously cry into a pillow if you mess yourself up trying.
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The thing about tangles and snares is that they are unexpected by design, yes?
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If I'm flopping around on the floor having some health crisis, avoid my weird damaged brain from now on, okay?
👍👍👍👍
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I will try, Newt.
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I'm kidding
uh, but
Thanks
For trying
For worrying, I mean
And caring.
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just worrying about me means you did right by me.
That's all I really want from my friends.
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What risk you pose?
You didn't do anything wrong, I posed a risk to my health, not you.
Of course you're my friend, man.
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It could've been worsened by the sleep sickness.
The orbs, the other powered folks, my own stupid choices, it's all factors.
But that's not on you
I was already a wreck before you floated over, you know?
I was stupid and thought I could get up and shake it off like the first time.
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Forgive me, I cannot help but feel the pressure of the effect my senses might have here. The risks.
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I always worry about the effect of my presence here.
What if I make people TOO awesome by them sharing my personal space? 🤘
Anyway, you're not a risk, not anymore than anyone else.
I get that it's hard to feel different, though.
You've got a big backstory I probably cant even begin to wrap my head around
but you're in good hands here, ok?
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Please rest now, Newt.
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Not having a guitar to play or a microscope to look into makes it kind of hard
How do people just REST?
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Is there something you can write about?
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like
a diary???
A bedside journal?
Letters to myself?
[Not gonna lie, most of it'd just be me writing 'I'm an idiot' a hundred times.]
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Tell me about your Earth...the better parts.
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Not a terrible idea, I'd love to.
But what things to start with...?
There's so many better parts. The music, the movies, the people.
Comic books! Concerts! Handsome women, beautiful men! Tattoos and piercings!
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Having a good day with those things - music, people.
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So let the rambling commence, huh?]
A good day with those things... Sure, yeah.
Back in Boston years ago, I'd wake up and start my day blasting some great tunes out of my apartment window. You ever just get up and fire yourself up with good music? It's a great feeling. I do it here all the time, too.
Then I used to go from home to work — teaching a bunch of smarty-pants college students at MIT. Did you know I was a teacher before everything went nuts back home? I used to teach all kinds of different classes, depending on my mood that year.
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it also has the bonus of giving Blue some nice things to think about in the meanwhile.]
With how much information swirls in your mind, a teacher does make sense...
What were the students like?
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