It pops up in my mind every once in a few and just wanted to share this haunting thought.
How we used to have so much beautiful Color in our lifes.
How Homes looked so beautiful.
How stores, Fast food places, Cities had enjoyabled designs and color.
And nowadays when i walk out of my door...
I am just bombarded with Corporate minimalist Brutalism concrete jungles.
Everywhere i see new homes being build and all they are are just look like square shaped highway Toilets.
Old Beautiful Homes getting busted down to then put a sh*tty concrete block there.
Malls... Malls used to be places where u actively go to meet up and enjoy ur time.
Colorful lighting, lots of Plants, many different areas where each has its theme for food, clothes and etc.
Cars have suffered the same fate, back in the days it was super common when i was a lill boy,
that cars had all beautiful colors and now all u see it black, white, gray, and rarely blue and red.
Stores in the inside used to be colorful too, random milka cow here, random singing apple paper cutout there.
Now its just sterile black white and gray and no fancy random designs and stuff.
i just want the color back in my life.

That guy sucks

Like, getting a makeover and dressing nice being "back on the market" makes sense. But how often do people, including myself, fix the "issues" that were often friction points in the relationship, after the relationship has ended.. I understand it and it often makes sense in a "learn your lesson" kind of way, but it really feels like it's a shame that we often have to lose something important like a relationship before we fix the things that caused us to lose it, rather than fixing them before losing it.

There are actual blacksmiths still working in the modern world - furnace, tongs, hammer, anvil and all. But it's a very niche thing. With AI, being able to actually play an instrument will become much the same. At least people who buy something made of metal don't call themselves blacksmiths, unlike people who fart out music on Suno or whatever and claim to be musicians.

The same thing applies to any of the arts, be it music, painting, or writing. The one advantage musicians still have, at least for now, is they can ply their trade live. There is no audience of drunkards paying to watch someone paint a picture down at the local bar.

I saw a special on Hulu for Halloween about “The Great Clown Panic of 2016”. It triggered a random memory for me from when I was a senior in high school.

I remember vividly how terrified everyone was in my small town. Photos started circulating on social media of clowns in one of the wooded areas near the school. I’d love to hear if anyone has stories or experiences from the clown panic of 2016 🤣

I walked in a dominoes to get some pizza obviously and I was standing at the registers for like 10 minutes until I decided to ask the worker who was just making pizzas. I said do we have to order online and she was like yes… I was like you see me standing here and you don’t say anything… alright. Guess it’s common sense even though they have registers

People only know what you tell them. If you fail to mention things that are importance to you. You can’t be mad that someone doesn’t acknowledge your position.

Sometimes the fastest way to get someone to walk away from someone they care deeply for, is for that person to tell them that they clearly don’t care at all.

This phrase I hear people say and have been told the phrase (when it comes to finding a partner) that “it will happen when you least expect it”. I’m tired of hearing that.

The reason why I feel it’s dumb and doesn’t help is that it usually comes from people that are in relationships and feels like just a soulless comforting phrase.

Secondly of all, if I live my life exactly how I do and genuinely don’t think about it, it still won’t happen. In reality I, and probably most, would actually have to put some effort into it. If not then nothing will happen and I would be single for life

My cat is my best friend. He's black and fluffy with a little white locket on his chest. I got him a bowtie and he wears it daily now. I wake up with him sleeping on the backs of my thighs. He's playful and curious.

When I get out of bed in the morning, he wakes up and follows me to the kitchen, rubbing on my legs. I come home from work and he's sleeping in my bed waiting for me. On my days off, he leans against me whenever I'm sitting down and falls asleep against me.

I sleep better when he's curled up beside me. The feeling of him licking his paws when he's leaning on me is relaxing. He meows a little when he yawns and he's always purring. I don't think I've ever heard him hiss. His tail stands up and wiggles when he sees me.

When I woke up after passing out during an OD scare a few years ago, he was meowing and making biscuits on my chest. He followed me to bed when I crawled to my room and purred and laid on me all night when I was too scared to sleep.

He looks at me and starts purring sometimes, like he's happy to know I'm just existing near him. He really does love me. His little brain registers me as his best friend and he gets sad when I'm gone for too long. I found him under a dumpster covered in gross trash juice years ago as a little kitten and even though I'd bathed him, he still fell asleep curled up on my chest as soon as I set him down on the bed after drying off.

It sounds a little dramatic but I wonder what I'd be without him. I'm sober (relatively...) nowadays and I'm trying to make something of myself. I have this little animal that loves me even on days where I feel ugly and unlovable. He doesn't look at me and see my acne or my ugliness or my lack of accomplishment, he just sees his best friend.

To be clear, I’m not talking about when someone is being an evil person obviously.

We have 8 billion people, all given one question a day, we must be able to think of something clever! (Hehe)