plague journaling
May. 17th, 2020 03:24 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
scrubjayspeaksI, like a fool, have allowed myself to get sunburnt. The pumpkin patch area was ready, though, and pumpkins aren't going to plant themselves.
I mean. Technically, they absolutely are somewhere, that's how plants work, otherwise--
Needed to plant pumpkins. Sun exists. Bad things happened as a result. Sometimes the plague feels, on an entirely personal level, to be just a meaningless backdrop against which my own far more immediate inability to look out for myself will play out.
I...friends, I need Halloween to be okay. I don't care if I can't go out--when do I ever go out anyway--but I need things to be, like, not actively on fire. I need to be able to decorate. I need a pumpkin patch. I need to wear a costume. I need to make thematically appropriate foodstuffs requiring way too much effort relative to reward. I need my very specific, very quiet brand of fun. I need Halloween to still happen, even if it's not totally normal.
............pumpkins......
I mean. Technically, they absolutely are somewhere, that's how plants work, otherwise--
Needed to plant pumpkins. Sun exists. Bad things happened as a result. Sometimes the plague feels, on an entirely personal level, to be just a meaningless backdrop against which my own far more immediate inability to look out for myself will play out.
I...friends, I need Halloween to be okay. I don't care if I can't go out--when do I ever go out anyway--but I need things to be, like, not actively on fire. I need to be able to decorate. I need a pumpkin patch. I need to wear a costume. I need to make thematically appropriate foodstuffs requiring way too much effort relative to reward. I need my very specific, very quiet brand of fun. I need Halloween to still happen, even if it's not totally normal.
............pumpkins......
