I Know Running Away Doesn't Solve My Problems, And I Know I Have To Face It Tomorrow But Still. I See

hey uh. @mathematical-apprentice. are you sure about that

Congratulations! As per the results of the last poll, you all voted to...

Put Uther in the blender! 🥳

the thing about being in a relationship with a time traveler is that she'll text you things like "I'm currently having a belated panic attack three months in the future because my body is finally processing the fact that I was without you for three months and the anxiety is realizing it has no clue how I lasted that long without you" and you just have to flip your calendar to August and make a little note for yourself for later. and then you go hug your wife (time traveler). who is currently in the library studying for a final she took last week.

Some people say that there are no stupid questions, which is blatantly false. Of course there are stupid questions, and if you have one, you had better ask it, before you go and do make a stupider mistake. Stupid questions are more important than intelligent ones. I’m willing to bet more people die because of stupid mistakes than because of intelligent ones.

Fun neat fact my original blog name was going to be mydadisadorable and it was going to have short meaningful posts about adorable things my dad does out of pocket and sometimes other people's adorable qualities too. Unfortunately the blog name was taken. I will however attempt to still post adorable things about people because people are adorable!!

okay remember I said he was Abu? he was also the Cave of Wonders. in the movies in the video games in whatever

posts that make you go "wait why was Abu in Hercules"

oh to be a university student conked out at 3:52pm in the basement of a building on campus desperately trying to get 4hrs of sleep in roughly a fifth of that time to be awake for finals in an hour

"And... what do I do with the other two wishes?" the genie asks, looking... uncomfortable?

You thumb through the book in your hand, watching the genie flicker like stop motion as you look between her and the book's pages. The deal is done. You close the book and set it aside.

"Well, you could just give them to the next person, right?"

"No, each person gets three. You, the next person, the next. They can't have four or five."

"But I can have just one, right?"

"Honestly... I don't know? From what I know it's more transitory; you can have one wish under the premise that you will eventually have your second and third."

There are things you could wish for. Maybe you could apply the same principle to writing. Or you could as for a nice honey and lemon drink, something to just get the wishes out of the way. But something inside you just... doesn't want that.

"What about you?" you find yourself asking, eyes lowered to the ground. Ashamed? "Does it... does it ever get tiring?"

She heaves a sigh. "If you're thinking about wishing for my freedom, hoping to leverage a friend out of the deal, I prefer to remain in my genie state. (And they patched that bug years ago.)"

"Of course they did," you muse, not giving that part too much thought. You were asking a different question. "But what I meant was, the magic. Do you ever get tired?"

She's quiet for a moment. "What do you mean?" she asks, voice a little whisperier than before.

"Is that a yes?"

Quiet.

"You could - you could stay here. Or everywhere. Wherever. You don't have to not be a genie, you just don't have to grant wishes for a while either. I'm still thinking of my last two wishes." Your heart is beating way harder than you feel is justified. You pick up the book again and open it to some page in the beginning middle, staring down the words until your racing heart slows down.

You close the book to find the genie lost in thought.

She looks at you with a half smile. "I gave you that power, you know. I'm something of exempt from the time-pausing."

You redden a bit. "Sorry."

"It gave me time to think," she says.

You both stand there for a minute.

"And did you-"

"Keep your wishes," she blurts. "Don't use them."

You're both trembling, you because of what you might have just done, her probably for similar reasons.

"Do you want a hug?"

She engulfs you in a huge embrace, still shaking like a leaf. "I'll be back one day," she says.

Then the hug ends, and she turns and goes. Out the door and gone.

You retire to the couch to scrunch up in a corner and process everything that just happened. Time would pass, and...

Well, you had work in the morning. You pick up a book. No matter what you read, it all comes out reminding you of her.

She'd be back one day.

"YOU HAVE THREE WISHES," the genie says grandly. "Oh no, that's fine I don't need all three. I just wanted one." The genie raises an eyebrow. "So what is your 'one' wish?" "I wish for time to stop every time I pick up and read a book—and start again when I put it down, so I always have time to read."

I love being an adult! You get to say things like "like a faraday cage but for wifi" and instead of people going what are you talking about they get mad and go "‼️ exactly what is UP with that??" and boom you've made a frien

psa even davinci crashes from time to time. in case you were wondering

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