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Mat B
@Mat B
It's not all rave oddessy, mysterious knives found in the woods, dogs emitting clouds of glitter, polystyrene appreciation, wheelie popping provincial teenage weed dealers, wonky dogs, extreme TV controller misplacements, music, and improbably lost shoes. But that's what you're getting.

There's plenty of other stuff going on. You don't need it, I don't want it. Putting it out here probably won't help.

This is not to say I don't want to hear others hurt, thoughts or feelings. I absolutely do and learn so much from people in situations I'd probably rarely encounter and/or get close enough to hear them.

I guess my point is, I just post the stuff I want to remember, which I hope just shares a bit of the good, silly shit I encounter. At the same time, this isn't Instagram, I'm not sugar coating life, trying to paint a perfect picture. I'm currently in a horrible situation but you can't help, so let's enjoy Cinderaver losing her fluorescent trainer/sneaker.

It amused me, being able to find such things keeps me sane.

Love you all. We're all in this together, even if it doesn't always feel like it. I suppose the whole point of this rant is that.