Polish Artist Dawid Planeta Illustrates His Fight Against Depression In Mysterious Dark Paintings
Me: hello I’ve called about an error on my billing
Help desk: sure, how can we help?
Me: yeah it looks here like I’m still paying for “nebulous, draining situational depression, running in the background like low-key malware,”
Help desk: yes I see the payments here
Me: it’s the one where you’re really fine, but somebody else somewhere in the house is just crying softly? Just. Constantly crying quietly
Help desk: yeah haha
Me: now I’m pretty sure I actually signed on for a different package?
Help desk: go on?
Me: I distinctly remember upgrading to the one… I forget what it’s called exactly. It’s the one where you go through a foggy forest , and there’s these giant animals. It looks fuckin awesome. They have luminous white eyes?
Help desk: right right (type type)
Me: they’re kind of remote and menacing, but also soothing
Help desk: yeah I got you. The Forest Journey with Epic Manifestations of Greater Spirits Lurking in the Glades of the Mind?
Me: yes, that’s it
Help desk: yes sorry our mistake. We made a note, but somehow forgot to upgrade you.
Me: okay, is that something you can do for me?
Help desk: yes, we can upgrade you now. Can I help you with anything else?
Me: yes, now i just have a question. Do I have to fight the animals?
Help desk: haha that’s a common question. No, the journey IS the fight. You encounter the animals, and they loom.
Me: oh, they LOOM. Gotcha. I thought I had to fight them.
Help desk: nope. Anything else I can do for you today?
Me: no, no, thank you!
(End call)
Me: (quietly into silence) I’m kinda hoping to befriend them actually
not to get wildly specific but you know that feeling of euphoric vindication you get when you’re driving the correct speed and someone is riding your ass trying to intimidate you to go faster and you don’t do it because you don’t believe in living your life recklessly to appease other people so they get in the next lane over so they can speed up in front of you but karma grabs them by the throat and they get stuck behind someone going under the speed limit so they have to drive back behind you because you’re an adequate driver and you know what you’re doing and you can feel the guilt + shame permeating their vehicle as you just continue listening to your music of choice and safely heading towards your destination like lmao i would die for that feeling
our meat brains have absolutely no idea how to even begin to picture numbers as big as a billion (now think about how many people have multiple of these & how many people are struggling to put food on the table, if they even have a table)
Me: we might find the required activity annoying or unpleasant but it is vastly less unpleasant than the ramifications of failing to perform said activity my brain: we’re not gonna do it me: literally you are not understanding, failure to do this very small although annoying task will ruin us and – my brain, slamming pots and pans together: WE ARE NOT GONNA DO IT
I have been working hard in Science Camp this week and with all the lifting and moving my thighs have been a bit sore…of course the soreness made me think of the Doctor’s mighty fine thighs.
Enjoy the rest of the evening. Nighty Night and Kissy Kiss my dear followers
Verylisa 