Fried rice and jailbreak

When you were a toddler, little more than a babe, you and your younger sister played in the playpen in the kitchen/office downstairs. It was only the two of you then, the other three would come later, ushered in with the twenty-first century.

Your mother was frustrated half the time, still, a bit overwhelmed having married your father two years before, then you and your sister came almost one after the other. Adjusting to another household, a new set of parents, and helping out in the fast food place they ran, a pace and life so much different to the one she’s always known. You wouldn’t know this, not for years and years to come will you join the dots and realize her quiet bravery.

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Lyrics on replay: “Mr. Seratonin Man …”


Mr. Serotonin Man, lend me a gram
You call yourself a friend?

– 1:46, Paris, The 1975

This is the fifteenth track on their 2016 release, I like it when you sleep, for you are so beautiful yet so unaware of it, a gods-damned mouthful, yeah? The acoustic is a blessing for my ears. The first song of theirs I’ve ever heard is Girls from their self-titled album.

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Tits

Ahem. The Blue Tit or Cyanistes caeruleus – sporting vibrant colours of blue, yellow, white and green – are commonly found in Western Asia and all over the UK, exceptions being some Scottish islands. They’re fond of woodlands, hedgerows, parks, and gardens. They love to munch on insects, seeds, and nuts while they Netflix and chill.

Really, though. What did you think this post was about? Hmm?

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RDP Tuesday: Leaflet

Nirvana

(in Buddhism) a transcendent state in which there is neither suffering, desire, nor sense of self, and the subject is released from the effects of karma and the cycle of death and rebirth. It represents the final goal of Buddhism.

When I was younger I had this habit to attribute things to people, stuff like if like person X’s familiar would likely be a praying mantis because of her aura of perpetual meditation, or perhaps deliberation, and was not one to be messed with. Or this lawyer that had an uncanny resemblance and manner to a bulldog.

I grew up watching Avatar the Last Airbender, and of the four elements, earth has always been my favourite. I never told anyone this but I had this vision of myself as this oak sapling, that one day I’ll be this towering, formidable sentinel knees-deep into the earth, toes dipping in the water table beneath and branches catching amiably in the wind. They’ll be homes to all sorts of birds. I’ll be this secret place of contemplation for that harried student who’d rest against my gnarled trunk.

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RDP Prompt: Bravery tea

Ol’ Massy has quite the collection of kettles, cups, and mugs.

Olly: Could ya pour me a cuppa, mum?

Ol’ Massy, the tea marm: Sure thing.

Olly: Sorry, mum, not from that mug though it’s a pretty piece.

Massy: What are you on about, boy?

Olly: Sorry, mum. I like that mettle ‘un.

Ol’ Massy: Whyever? It’s all dinged up.

Olly: Aye, mum. That last time Darcy got me a cuppa from that there pot. I felt like I could fight a hoard of Romans.

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