Bed and breakfast yellow springs ohio

This part got a little bit away from me. I only intended to have a brief moment between David and Ruk'sa, but it grew a bit more than I planned. It seemed like the right time for David to tell a little bit about his side of things. I hope you enjoy, and once again let me know what you think.
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CW: Suicidal thoughts/actions
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David was all-too familiar with the ceiling of his bedroom. He’d spent many nights staring up at it praying for sleep to take him. Of course, then he had to deal with the nightmares. Tonight, was no different. Well, there were the two fik sleeping on either side of him, but the insomnia still had a firm grasp of him. The following afternoon he was supposed to catch a chartered shuttle out to the boonies for the funeral of a man he didn’t know. He could probably catch some sleep on the red eye, but if he couldn’t even sleep in his own bed…
He decided to stretch his legs. Thanks to a bit of luck, he wasn’t pinned down like last time, so he tried his best to stealthily shuffle off the foot of the bed. He padded silently to the bathroom, closed the door, then flicked on the light. Blinded for a moment, he blinked his eyes a couple times in the mirror until his vision cleared. Between the dark circles under his eyes and how gaunt his cheeks had become; his face took on an almost skull-like appearance.
He stared into his eyes, watching them dilate ever so slightly. Come on, man. You gotta get some sleep. Something. Anything. He ran his fingers through his mop, contemplating whether he should try and find some kind of barber. Perhaps one that could do something about his beard too. Knowing his luck, the aliens probably just grow perfect hair and have no concept of a hairstylist.
Resting his elbows on the counter, he pressed the heels of his hands into his eyes until he saw spots. Just let exhaustion take you. It wouldn’t be the first time.
He flicked off the light and waited for his eyes to adjust to the dark once again. Once he could see, he padded back out of the bathroom and into the living room. The fik had overrun the small abode. Half a dozen bodies strewn about peacefully asleep on the floor, the room full of gentle breathing and the occasional snore. Chief Sulta had claimed the couch after being denied the bed by David. She made it clear he could also use the bed, but he didn’t feel comfortable letting a stranger into it. This of course didn’t stop the other two who were with him the previous night. Apparently, they thought they got a pass. He was too frustrated to object. Plus…They were warm…
David carefully stepped over the sleeping forms making his way to his kitchen. The chief seemed alright after a couple conversations. His guardians disapproved vehemently of course, but she seemed honest. A bit too honest. She really intended to do everything she could to keep David safe, but…Well, she wasn’t the sharpest bulb in the box.
Clearing the threshold, he made his way to the fridge for something to drink. As he sipped, he checked the time. It was still a few hours till morning. It was hard to tell on station. This one orbited a moon that orbited a gas giant that orbited another gas giant that all orbited a distant star. There was some kind of galactic standard time, but David could never get his head around it.
“Why are you awake?”
He looked up at Rus’ka leaning against the doorway. She was rubbing sleep out of her eyes.
“I can’t sleep.”
“Why?”
“I just can’t. I have insomnia.”
“What’s that?”
“It’s where I can’t sleep.”
She crossed the room to stand beside him as he turned to lean back against the counter.
“Sleeping is easy. Just close eyes and relax. Sleep come to you. You try too hard, maybe?”
He sighed and reminded himself that they were a relatively young species that didn’t come with countless medical journals or psychology papers. Lucky them.
“If only it were that easy. No. I broke whatever I had that let me sleep.”
“How can you fix?”
“I…I don’t know.”
“Well…How did you break?”
He closed his eyes and set his glass aside, “I don’t know…Well, I have some ideas, but I don’t know.”
“What ideas?”
He couldn’t tell if she knew what she was doing or was just stubbornly persistent. Probably a mix of both. “Probably what happened to me.”
“What happened to you?”
He took a deep breath and slid down the counter to sit on the floor. She joined him there. “I told you: a lot.” He looked her in the eyes. She didn’t look away. He didn’t want to talk about this. He’d do anything besides talk about this, but… If she wanted to live here. Live with him, then she should probably know. She’d find out one way or another. When did I accept that?
Looking down between his knees he sighed and began, “I was kidnapped. I don’t remember much of what happened. One minute I’m trying to figure out why my Honda died again, the next I’m strapped to a table.” He shuddered. “I was groggy, but I could still feel them-“ He swallowed, “cutting into me. I couldn’t move. Couldn’t scream. I just felt and watched. They were out of a nightmare. They couldn’t be real. But I felt it. It was real. It hurt. Oh God, it hurt.”
He screwed his eyes shut trying to force the memory down. To think of anything else. Ruk’sa put her arm around his shoulder and gave a gentle squeeze. “Then I could hear them. I could understand the snakes.” He fingered the scar behind his ear, “They put a translator in me. Then threw me in a cell. I was a slave.”
*****
As soon as he could move his arms, he began hammering on the metal cage around him. “Let me out! Don’t do this! Let me out!”
In a flash a blade whizzed past his temple scoring a shallow cut. “Silence! You will not speak. You have nothing to say anyway.”
His crimson captor ignored him and returned to the console before them. David took stock of his situation to find any possible way out. He was prone on his back in a metal coffin with a grate by his head, apparently there for easy stabbing access. He took a minute to control his breathing when the guard slithered out the door.
The box wasn’t tiny. It seemed to be made for larger creatures, but it was still a challenge for David to sit up. He grabbed onto the bars and pulled himself up to the hatch. A quick scan revealed the handle just outside. He thrust his hands through the bars, but he couldn’t reach the latch. It was so close. It looked like it turned toward him. All he had to do was pull it.
He sat for a moment contemplating what he had available. All he had on him was his rental tux. He regretted not going for the cummerbund, so the bow tie would have to suffice. He pulled it off his neck and stuck his hands out of the cage. It took a few tries, but he eventually managed to toss one end of the tie around the handle and caught it in his other hand. He didn’t have a lot of leverage, but with a steady pull he managed to pop the latch.
It was awkward twisting and dropping to the floor, but he was free…Free-ish. Now he just had to get out of the room. Glancing back to the wall of cells he realized he was the only one there. That made things simple. He stalked to the iris door and peeked out after it hissed open. The halls were empty, so he ducked outside. The place was massive, which made sense given its inhabitants. He noticed the halls had a slight bow in them. Must have made slithering easier.
He picked a direction and padded away as quietly as his dress shoes allowed. He’d stop at every intersection and listen. He chose the path with the least sound up until some kind of alarm sounded.
“Cell breach. Alert. Cell breach.”
He needed to hide, and fast. Looking around the circular hallway he noticed pipes and vents above him. Using the rounded walls to his advantage, he got a running start and ran up the side of the warped wall. It took a couple tries, but he eventually made his primate ancestors proud and caught a pipe above him. He hauled himself up and began shuffling awkwardly above the hallway.
Below him pandemonium broke out. He saw dozens of snake monsters slithering this way or that, looking for him. Each armed.
David channeled his inner John McClain and pulled a vent off the ceiling and climbed inside. As he crawled, he thought about what he was even looking for. There had to be some kind of escape pod, or shuttle he could steal. Maybe hide out on the next shuttle headed down to abduct some other poor dumb bastard. All he knew was he needed to get home. After scuttling around for a while his luck ran out. He crawled over a vent that couldn’t hold his weight and he fell into a hallway. Hauling himself upright with a groan he stopped dead at what he saw.
He could see Earth through the window. David never believed he could be an astronaut. He thought this view would forever be a dream, but there it was. Earth was beautiful.
Then he felt a sharp stinging pain across his back as a monster slashed him. He convulsed and collapsed, losing consciousness as he was dragged back to Hell.
*****
“I don’t know how long I was there…But that was the last time I saw home…I tried escaping. Many times. I saw home and damn it I was going to get back…Each time they punished me. Each time I ‘lost value’.” He looked over his scared arm then squeezed his eyes shut. Forcing the memories away. He didn’t want to be taken again, but they pulled. He could feel the cuts. The burns.
Ruk’sa rubbed his shoulders and leaned into him. Trying to keep him there with her.
With a shuddering breath, David continued, “Then one day, I was ‘rescued’. I don’t know if they were with the Community or just pretending, but some of those big bastards raided the ship. It got loud and violent. They hauled us off and took us to a little waystation. Refueling, I guess. They kept telling us we were safe. Then one of them…I think he was one of them, told us we needed a medical examination.”
*****
David and a couple of other escapees stared out the window at the strange planet. It was a pale-yellow rock drifting around some distant star. They were let off the ship to stretch their legs while it refueled for the next leg of the journey. David didn’t know where it was supposed to go. He just wanted to go home. He didn’t know or care how he’d explain what happened to him. There were plenty of crazy whack-jobs who claimed to be abducted. He could just roll with them. Or just pretend the whole thing never happened.
One of those big bastards who ripped him out of his cell and tossed him bodily off the ship appeared in the doorway.
“You there. You need a medic to look you over. Come on over here and let’s take a look at you.”
Seemed fair enough. David wasn’t sure how much blood was too much to lose, but the snakes flirted with that line all too often. He and the others shuffled over to the giant and where he directed. David entered the room and was soon pulled up by his arm. It felt like it might pop out of its socket. He struggled and thrashed before a giant fist sent the world to spin.
He woke up in another cell with another man. All he could do was weep.
*****
David didn’t notice when Ruk’sa drew him into her lap. He clutched at her arm to stay where he was. In the here and now. He could still see Sammuel’s face.
“The big bastards didn’t cut. They just hit you. Or starved you. All I could do was hold on. I tried to help Sammuel. Tried to keep him strong. If he was strong then I would be strong. We’d come so far. I held out. I did it once, I could do it again. And I was right. We were liberated once again after God only knows how long. We were free.” He swallowed and wiped away the tears forming in hie eyes.
“I can still remember the blinding light. I was numb when they hauled us off. They took us to some big station and asked where we wanted to go. I told them I just wanted to go home.” He let the tears fall now, “they told me it was gone. ‘What do you mean it’s gone?’ ‘It’s been destroyed. A terrible tragedy.’ I thought they were lying. It had to be another trick to keep me enslaved. I never escaped. They just refuse to send me home…Then they showed me…”
He clutched at her shoulders and buried his face in the nape of her neck, “That was all I had! I just wanted to go home! And they fucking stole that too!”
He wept and shuddered in her grasp. She stroked the back of his head while he collected himself.
“They tried to fix me. I broke down. I had nothing left. So, they sent me away to the loony bin. I just wanted to die. Is that too much to ask? Just bury me with the rest of my kind. But they had to try and fix me. They barely knew me or mine! How can you fix that!?”
*****
He was trapped once again. The fucking snake sat there asking questions like they didn’t destroy his life.
“David. Please talk to me. I’m trying to help you. If you just talk to me, we can help you.”
What fresh Hell was this? Making his tormentors try and fix him? David closed his eyes and refused to speak. If he looked at her, he could only relive what they did.
“I know what you went through was stressful…”
She didn’t know shit! How could she? He wouldn’t give her anything. Never again. He wasn’t a slave. He’d die first. Why didn’t he die? He should be with all the others. What’s left?
“David, please. I’m trying to help you. I just want what’s best for you.”
He knew what was best for him. He was tired of everyone trying to control him. This was no different. Well, no more. He’d seize the last bit of control he had. His hands were bound, but his mouth was still free. He bit down on his wrist. Maybe he could bleed out before someone stopped him.
“Nurse! Nurse! I need you in here!”
*****
David didn’t know how long it had been. Ruk’sa was rocking him back and forth. He felt tired. But he still couldn’t sleep.
“I was trapped there for a while…I couldn’t take it…Once they realized I wouldn’t talk to a snake, I started saying the magic words. ‘Oh, I feel better. I’m moving on. I’ll be fine I promise.’ They didn’t know the first thing about humans. I lied. They let me go thinking they’d done good… When they let me free, I tried taking all the pills they gave me. I tried ending it all a couple more times…They’re too damn good at stopping me.”
Ruk’sa couldn’t stop herself. She clutched David tightly to herself. “Saaaa, no! David, no! You can’t mean that! David must…David must….Saa!” She was ashamed for not having the words. She couldn’t fix him.
“I’m sorry…You just found a broken human…Just let me be broken.”
“No!...We fix you!...We must!” She held him tight as if he’d slip away. She didn’t know what to say. But she’d figure it out. She had to.
They stayed like that for a while before David asked, “Can…Can you hold me? Just like this? Please?”
She nodded, “Forever, if I must.”
David buried his face in her chest while she clutched him tightly. She tried to stop the tears from falling. To stay strong. To hold him and show him he was safe.
She tried her best, all the while a certain albino listened from around the corner, out of sight.

Last night I had an experience that I am finding trouble to put into words.
At some point during my sleep, I believe within an hour or two of falling asleep, I became conscious to some extent. However, it didn't feel like consciousness, almost like an in-between state of awake and asleep. My entire visual field was blood red for an indeterminate amount of time. Seemed like a few seconds but obviously I don't know. Then it gave way to a yellow-ish, fuzzy vision.
While the visual disturbances were occurring, I had a sensation that can only be described as "felt like my head was falling, independent of my body". I experienced an extreme drive to regain my head 'balance' and then I was thrust awake in sheer terror and let out a loud scream. The first thing that came to my mind was that I had experienced a stroke or some sort of neurological event. My hearrate, however, was relatively steady. I have a pulse oximeter and immediately put that on to make sure there was no low oxygen level. Checked out Spo2 around 96 and HR upper 60 bpm to low 70s. After gathering my wits, I went back to sleep with little issue and no recurrent episode of this event.
I experienced something somewhat similar in the past few months, but only of the sensation of the head feeling to like it was falling. There was no visual disturbance at that time. I've never before experienced anything like these events in the past.
Important to note: I do suffer from sleep apnea. I was able to check my sleep data and there were a few blips that could show some mild obstructions but nothing that is out of the ordinary. I also suffer from acting out dreams sometimes. I've waken up a few times in the past months after hitting something with my hand while fighting in a dream.
I took a 1/2 tspn of magnesium carbonate (CALM) a few hours before bed. I do not usually do this but because of my diet I thought I might be a little magnesium deficient. I did feel a little more relaxed than usual.
Has anyone experienced what I am describing? I tried googling my description of what I felt like occurred and could not find anything remotely similar. I am actually somewhat afraid to go asleep again and experience whatever this was.

So, I’m writing this on my phone because I figured I should share my experiences. I’ve shared one already but I figured I should share more as I have had quite the run-ins with some odd things in the woods of the Pacific Northwest.
I live in Oregon, but I do tend to travel on my off time in the wilderness, despite my run ins I love the forest, nature, and all I just tend to be much more careful now.
This first story takes place in my home state. I have a buddy who is a park ranger and he shared me a story of his own. He works at Crater Lake National Park and was patrolling one of the trails that was reported by hikers who said they heard a bear in the area. He went out with a tranquilizer to move the bear out of an area that was close to a campground. He was walking as usual when he felt eyes on him…he began to hear movement in the woods, and he shouted out “anybody out there?”
No response.
He got his tranquilizer ready and proceeded toward the noise. But as he approached, he heard another noise behind him.
Now he was thinking, “Oh no there’s more than one out here.”
Not sure what to do he prepared for the worst but then to his relief it was two deer. He sighed in relief thanking God that he wasn’t going to be mauled that day. But suddenly he noticed blood on one of the deer’s antlers and next to it behind the bushes it came out of was the carcass of a black bear. The two deer just stared at him and returned to feasting on the bear. He wasn’t sure what to do, tranquilize them or risk being a victim? He decided it was best to take the shot and hit both. They didn’t even budge and just walked off into the forest.
He reported the dead carcass of the bear and just had a team remove the remains. Still gives him the Chills thinking back to that day.
The next story was when I went on a fishing trip with a friend in Washington.
We had set out to fish along this river that was calm that day.
We caught a few fish and even some crawdads. I love seafood so I wanted us to stay out longer to catch a few more fish. My friend ended up taking a nap while I continued to fish. All was well but I suddenly noticed something in the distance, something dark moving along the river. I thought it was some sort of log that was stuck and got free and was floating along the river, but its movements didn’t appear normal. It would move back and forth getting closer and closer. I began to get nervous; I can’t really explain why it just felt like I needed to get away from whatever this thing was.
I turned to my friend who was still asleep and heard a splash.
I looked back and the thing was just gone. I looked around wondering where it went, and I saw it. Perched on top of a tree, I thought it was a cougar, I grabbed my binoculars for a closer look, and it was crouched but was tall, lanky and had milky white eyes but covered in black feathers and wearing some sort of animal pelt. I felt a sudden sense of dread and fear I never felt before. I looked back to my friend to wake him but before I could I heard another splash and saw it was back in the water now headed to the boat. I said “F this “and then turned on the motor and hauled ass out of there. My friend woke up yelling at me and asked, “What the hell are you doing?” but I didn’t respond. When we got to the loading dock, I anchored the boat and told him to get in the truck and he protested about leaving the boat and I said, “We will get it later get in now!”
The car ride back I explained everything, and I saw how pale he got. He’s part Native American and explained to me that what I saw was a Skinwalker.
This next story takes place in the Canadian Wilderness. I was on a hunting trip with my buddy who has a cabin in Canada deep in the wilderness, off-grid type of deal. It was the beginning of winter so the snow wasn’t so bad to where you just couldn’t move. He had this goal to get a mountain lion. So, we headed out to a ridge where you could see out to a clearing where he said he saw this specific mountain lion every year. It always came to the same spot, maybe its home was nearby I don’t know. So, its nighttime, and we had a small fire going, I went to go take a piss when I noticed something or somethings… 3 humanoid figures were in the clearing, I quickly put the fire out, and my friend told me “Dude why did you do that?” I told him to shush, and we observed the 3 beings. The thing was this was way out in the middle of the wilderness, there’s absolutely no way that anybody else knew about this spot. Also, the 3 figures looked human, but I could tell they were much taller than normal and their arms, skinny and just moved unnaturally. They were circling something, but I couldn’t tell what exactly. Then one of the figures stopped and looked directly at us. We rushed to cover and didn’t really know what to do. So, we decided to not sleep that night and have our rifles ready just in case. The following morning, we went down to the clearing to see what those figures were circling and sure enough we saw footprints much larger than a normal human and the beheaded mountain lion that my friend wanted mounted in his cabin so badly but now not so much…
This story still comes across my mind to this day. Me and my buddy from our hiking club were going on a hike one day, it was a beautiful hike along a river, and we were looking for places to set up camp. We saw a campground with food and trash everywhere and at first, I was upset that someone just left this much of a mess here. But the longer I looked around the weirder things got…Their trash bag was still hoisted up on a tree branch but ripped open, the food was still there and if a bear or another animal got to the food, they would of ate everything. Also, there tents were still set up, but ripped as if from the inside, clothes still around and even 2 pairs of boots. The whole campground looked as if whoever was there was immediately in a rush to get out of there and just left all their belongings, not even bothering to take their shoes. The hairs on my neck stood up and both my buddy and I decided that we should call it a day and just hike back to the car. I reported the incident to the forest rangers, but they said they weren’t aware of anybody camping in the area and did not receive any reports from the area. Still freaks me out thinking what could have spooked these people so bad they left their tents, not even bothering to use the zipper and leaving their clothes and shoes behind.
This next one comes from a solo hike. I was doing a 3-day solo trip somewhere in Washington near the Canadian border. I was literally way out there no facilities or normal campground. I was just hiking along, and dusk was approaching, my campsite was already set but I just went for a stroll when I thought I heard a child’s voice calling for help. I thought it was my imagination, but I heard it again. I began to follow it and then I saw the child. He looked dirty; clothes still intact but his back was facing me. I called out to this kid, and he turned around but before he could speak, he was pulled by someone or something down on the other side of this hill. Then I heard a loud crash as if a metal down shut. I ran to where I saw the kid and saw nothing but the same clothes, he was wearing neatly folded and his shoes right next to them. After a few minutes to no avail, I made my way back to the campsite gathered all my things and headed back. I went to the forest ranger station and told them about what I saw. Never found out if they found that kid or not.
Now this story comes from my close friend in Oregon, but this happened in Washington. So, I was hanging out with my friend who has pretty much grew up in the outdoors all his life and I asked him what his most creepy experience in the woods was. He told me he didn’t have a lot of experiences like that aside from hearing weird things at night when he went camping. But, this one time he was out hiking with his dog, they usually are a pair for hiking with friends but this time he was out hiking with just his dog in the deep woods of Washington on a trail that had very little traffic, like you wouldn’t expect to run into anybody. So, his dog is off leash, roaming a little in front of him and as they come to a corner the dog just stopped and his hair stood on the back of his neck, did a single bark moved up one step and then just ran behind my friend, not behind his legs but down the trail behind my friend, about 25 yards behind him. My friend pulled out his firearm and aimed forward, considering this was an area where black bears are he thought maybe his dog saw a bear but after a few minutes he didn’t find anything, no animals, nothing. His dog refused to go near him even after he kept calling for his dog. He eventually left the trail with his dog and got back home in one piece. But he said he never saw his dog act like that, his dog and he have hiked plenty, and his dog has been spooked before, but he never acted that way and he would always come back to my friend even when spooked.
This last story I have for now occurred when I was hunting with my buddy in Washington. The area still had trees but was on the dryer side with us being closer to the desert.
We had a deer blind set up near a clearing and scanned the area for some deer when we noticed a big elk with a couple of doe. They were grazing and we just watched since we didn’t want this deer.
What was odd though was the weather began to get rainy and fog rolled in as evening was approaching. We noticed that the elk began to showcase defensive behavior, going back and forth making grunting noises and huffing as it began to set up a defensive area around the doe who were now cowering in a small area. Kind of like “Back up these are mine” This elk was staring at the tree line, and we thought, “oh shit maybe it’s a bear”. But to our surprise it wasn’t, it was another elk. We got a little excited thinking we were about to see these two elk go at it to see who gets to take the herd of doe home, but I stopped once I put it together. Why did the doe seem so afraid then?
Then I saw another elk and another and another all just staring at the protective elk.
But then to our shock all the elks began to stand. On two legs.
Now sometimes deer will do this as a protective or displaying behavior of superiority, but these elk were not.
The protective elk began to show more aggression attempting to scare them off.
My friend whispered to me. “What the hell is this, I’ve never seen this before in my life.”
My friend has been hunting for over 15 years from Alaska all the way to Colorado and parts in the East coast. A seasoned man who didn’t scare easily but I could tell this freaked him out.
The group of bipedal elk just stood there and then they all bolted towards the Elk and the elk charged them at the same time. Managing to impale two of the elks but he was outnumbered, and the elks didn’t use their antlers but began to bite the elk with what looked like jagged sharp fangs.
It was horrible. They then they circled the elk and just looked up to the moon and made these god-awful gurgling noises
It looked like some sort of F’d up ritual.
We decided that we should leave and began to grab our things to leave. I’m positive that we were too far for anyone to hear but I sweat as soon as we moved one of the deer stopped and looked right at us.
And that’s when we nopped out of there, we ran all the way to the truck hoping we didn’t run into those elks or whatever the hell those things were. I have seen deer display hostile behavior but never like that.
We were rushing to throw our stuff and sped out onto the dirt road. We got about 1/4 a mile away when we noticed a giant log blocking our path that wasn’t there before.
My friend said: “dammit we have to move it”
Luckily, we had a chainsaw in the back, and he cut some of the log away so we could move it. But God those logs were heavy, when we got to the last of the log my friend said, “help me move it!” I joined in, and we both lifted the last of the log out of the way out we noticed something on the road. It was one of those deer. Just standing looking at us. We backed up towards the truck my friend not even caring to grab the chainsaw and I swear it opened its mouth and said “hhe hhe-hel-help me moo-move iiiit”
It was distorted but sounded exactly like my friend.
We just ran to the truck from there and we hit the gas and this deer just ran towards the truck and hopped on the front and then the top of the truck and I’m just shitting bricks at this point and attempt to grab the shotgun from under the seat when my friend says “hang on” and just hits the brakes hard and this deer just goes flying off the truck and he quickly speeds around it .
We stayed at a hotel after driving 2 hours straight back to civilization.
Honestly, I believe deer just have some messed up ways, but I really don’t know what they were but I’m positive they weren’t deer, I don’t know what they were.
Part 2
I figured I’d mention this since I didn’t add it to my previous post.
These experiences I had forever changed my perspective on the woods and I questioned whether I should ever step foot in the woods again. I don’t know why I attract these experiences but part of it motivates me to keep going to share what I see.
This other story was a time I went out with a friend to explore. We were in the backcountry just exploring and I suddenly saw this weird structure. My friend decided we should check it out and we saw this stone-like structure covered in moss and it must have been there for decades. What was weird though it had this rectangular structure that had a door, the door was perfectly preserved as if someone just installed it. No rust on the door handle or any weather damage, it’s like it came fresh out of the store.
I went to get a closer look and I was about to try to open the door when my internal gut feeling was screaming to me that something was wrong and we should not be here, and extreme sense of fear flooded my entire being and my hair on the back of my neck stood up.
My friend told me “What’s wrong?”
I told him “Maybe we should just go”
And he said “we can’t just leave now let’s at least see what’s inside”
Just as I fought my fear off and went for the handle the door began to creak open and I felt something was just VERY wrong, and I think my friend just instinctively knew we had to run, and we just got the hell out of dodge.
We returned with more people and armed to the teeth to try the door again.
But we couldn’t find the structure anywhere despite me marking this area on my map before we even attempted the door.
I always wondered what would have happened had I opened that door….
This next one I was camping with my old roommate, and we were enjoying the night and headed to bed soon after our fire was put out.
Around 3 am I had to piss so I went to the tree at the edge of our campsite
I heard movement after I finished and thought it was my friend having to do the same as me. A few feet away I gave him the okay hand sign and he gave it back
But the way his fingers moved just looked …wrong
I thought maybe I was just tired and headed back to my tent.
The following morning, we made breakfast and I mentioned to him how I drank too much the night before and don’t like having to piss at night but at least I wasn’t the only one who had to go.
My friend looked confused by that last part and said “what do you mean only one? “
I told him: “you don’t remember? We went to pee at the same time.” Then I showed him the okay gesture that I gave him last night to jog his memory and he just told me: “dude I didn’t get up at all last night…”
A chill ran up my spine and I just played it off that I was dreaming.
I don’t know who or what that was last night, we never saw anybody out there and I checked around the campsite after breakfast for footprints, saw mine but nobody’s where I thought I saw my friend the night before.
This next one is like the previous one, but I was camping with my girlfriend at the time. We had a great night doing you know couple of things and then in the middle of the night I had to piss. Did my business at a nearby tree, and then I heard my girlfriend calling my name, in the woods. I figured she had to go to and just wanted to have some privacy. Maybe she needed toilet paper and forgot, as I went to the tent to grab a roll, I heard her call my name again then said help me.
I thought about going over to her but went to grab the roll anyway because I didn’t want to go out there then she tells me she needs the toilet paper. As I opened the tent, I just stood there surprised, my girlfriend was sound asleep still. So, who was calling my name?... I heard my name again but louder and my girlfriend's voice saying “COME HERE NOW”
I just decided to go in the tent, and just laid there silent, not sure what to do. I didn’t hear anything for the rest of the night and passed out after the surge of adrenaline just put me out.
I didn’t tell my girlfriend about it, and just told her we had to cut the trip short because I forgot I have a paper to write.
This Last one happened in 2019. I took a drive on a forest road about 45 mins in. Parked near this trailhead and took off to the trail.
I was admiring the flora and fauna and just going on a normal hike when I noticed my vision completely changed as if I was looking through prescription glasses that weren’t mine. The vegetation changed and it was daylight when I was hiking but now it was dark as if sunset just passed.
This happens almost instantly. It was like I was in a completely new environment.
I then felt something graze my shoulder, it was a hairy arm, like the one you’d see from an ape or Bigfoot, and it was about to grab me, but I managed to take a step back, and I just see the hand grab where my neck would have been. I felt this sudden sense of dread and just began to backpedal and after a couple of steps, my vision went back to normal. The sunlight returned as well as the flora and fauna. I just saw a fuzzy-like outline in a circular shape in front of me from where I just stepped out of, and it eventually disappeared the more steps back I took.
I just stood there completely shocked about what just happened and came to my senses as my internal red flags were going off and I just turned around and ran to my truck and got out of the area. I never had this happen to me before and it thankfully hasn’t happened since. Since this happened, I have never gone hiking alone again.
To end this off, I just want to add that I enjoy the woods and nature it is full of beauty and wonder. But there are things out there…things even the natives knew to stay away from. There are things out there, that don’t care about you, or that you have families, or loved ones. I still go out to the woods, but after that last experience, it took me a long time to get the courage to go out there again. I never go out for solo hikes anymore, and if I can’t go with someone, I always take my dog. Thanks for hearing my stories and I’ll be sure to share any future experiences I have.

I am in Charleston, SC. I am an ambivert. I do like being around others in social gatherings, but most days I prefer to be with my person home having our own kind of quality time. I have a vivid imagination. I love being creative. I work in a hospital as a Sterile Processing Tech. I just got certified! I love staying up writing my thoughts out. My interests: Theatre 🎭 I plan to see Wicked later this year! First time so excited! SIX and Mean Girls are coming next year! Exercise and understand how my body works. Cooking up recipes I find on the internet. Adventuring through natural terrain and rarely explored parts. Reading attention grabbing books. Writing my thoughts out to better understand them
Bucket list: 1. Snowboarding. I have lived where it’s sunny my whole life and I have always wanted to go snowboarding or skiing. That experience sounds like a dream for a southerner like me. 2. Visit Japan and get to understand their culture more. I always was fascinated with their history. 3. Build a bookcase for all my favorite books. Did I mention my bookcase is overflowing? Like I’m hiding books under my bed at this point 😭 4. Go on a cruise. I’ve never been on a cruise, but I don’t want to be in that 1% of getting stranded or titanic lol 5. Vacation in a log cabin during winter. With a real fire place snuggled together with a beautiful man 😍 6. Go on a museum date 7. Cook breakfast for my gentleman

Hi again :)
How was your day? Is this cliche opening going to be ok every day for you haha? Of course I'll be different at some points... but I mean it when I ask it! How was it, seriously? Was work ok, did you get some stuff done? I know you did. Well done.
Today I rode though the yellow prairie roads in the backseat of a convertible with the top down and Heaven by Shygirl playing haha. I looked at the wheat and the grass that I probably couldve leaned over and touched while we were stopped. This has only happened probably between 5 and 10 times in my entire adult life, but for a while there I truly wasn't thinking about a single thing. I was consumed in enjoying it, and the people I was with. I'm from a mountain-y place, and people always told me I'd hate the praries because there's nothing to see in comparision. Well that's bullshit haha...it's simply a different kind of beautiful. Instead of a breathtaking beauty, one that is so magnificent it scares you, it's a calm, peaceful one. The kind of magnificent that makes you feel complete. I'm hoping that's how itll be with you. Not scary, anxiety inducing, not leaving me with questions, but a slow burn love. One we walk into like we have all the time in the world. Since I've gotten here I've been surrounded by couples, but I stick pretty close with Shadow, the dog. She always has love in her eyes, her brown eyes. I've always loved brown eyes. I wonder if you'll have brown eyes? I hope you like green eyes. Not the striking kind, haha, they're a dull green. Don't get too excited.
Lately I've been bonding with my best friends father a lot, and it's reminded me of how much I miss my dad at home. I think I won him over on the second day here by scaring him when he came down the stairs. He playfully shoved me and since then we've been good friends. We went to go check out our new apartment (I moved in with his daughter), and he hid in one of the closets and almost gave me an aneurysm. We're even now. We throw blueberries at each other at family gatherings too. Is your relationship with your family good? Do you have that one cousin you fuck with more than the others? Any brothers who think they're tough? Will they like me? Do you secretly have a favourite family member? Will your mom like me? I can't wait to meet your grandmother and treat her like a celebrity.
I also went to a church for the first time in years. I'm not religious, but I'm open minded. Interestingly, it was exactly what I needed to hear. Are you religious? Or spiritual? I think spirituality is very cool, almost necessary. It seems to soften the hard edges we acquire; I often get lost in thinking about it. I will ask you about these things eventually, haha. There was this concept they introduced called "hypomone". Its latin, and it means to stay under the pressures of life and endure while you wait for better things. In fact, not just enduring, but persevering. It means being thrust into the fire and being forged like tempered steel. I may or may not have teared up listening to this. You might hurt for a while but you're coming out bettered. That's pretty killer, right? My friend's mom sat beside me and encouraged me to think about this concept. I heard her singing during the hymns and I thought it was beautiful, seeing her sway and raise her hands slightly while she sung.
This new place is something else, baby. Again, I find myself far away from everything. I've done this before; I like change. It kind of hurts, but the kind of hurt I know I won't regret when I'm on my death bed. Is this what not accepting defeat feels like? I have no memories in this place, no associations. I have no places or monuments that attach me to people I've loved. In fact, I am hours, days, thousands of kilometers away. Each run down suburban street filled with cracks and potholes I feel the need to dodge while I'm driving, free of people and full of quiet and soft breeze, every street I've been told to stay away from when I'm by myself, each broken down and rotting house, every rusty car, every stretch of prairie at dusk that reminds me of cowboys and westerns, even though now we are far from the west. I've learned what my favourite part of the city is. It has lights reminds me of the lights back home, and water. I miss the water so much. Can we swim lots together, I like swimming. I cannot wait to walk through your beloved city with you one day, I'll be so torn between admiring you and what's going on around us.
I've come to some realizations about what I hope you're like... a couple nights ago, I watched my friend drink herself into sickness despite us all telling her she should probably slow down. My friend is stubborn, but her boyfriend offsets it a little. Anyways, while my friend begins to throw up, and we all scramble to bring her water and napkins and hold her hair, I see her boyfriend stride quickly through the bar. I stop him and ask if he's ok, and he says yes, and that he'll be right back. 10 minutes later he comes back with food and Gatorade for her, and rubs her back before carrying her to his truck. As we get home, I run in front to get all the doors and he continues to carry her, down the basement stairs and into her bed. This man would simply do anything for her, you can tell by how he looks at her. He's taken care of her this way for a year, and honestly, the way he talks about her he wouldn't be able to stop. Its refreshing to see how people should be loved. They are lucky to have each other. Let's be like that.
I miss people... I miss my mom, staying up with her, talking until we fall asleep and going on outings during the day. Just the two of us enjoying each others company. I miss Willamina and her dog that laid on me all the time, when her friends would slowly trickle in and her husband made us drinks. I miss Jackie, and how he traced my face with his fingers in the dark as I laid there in his lap, while he softly sung some songs from my favourite band. I miss Taya and the stories she would tell me, her life is insane. I miss Nolan, and his icy blue eyes that stared into me as he told me I was going to be fine, and called me his sister even though we are nowhere near blood, just old, old friends. I miss Carson and his loud music as we drove around, how he was in just as much pain from the same thing as me. I miss Elizabeth, and bawling our eyes out together as we sat directly in the middle of our storms, nothing to comfort us but each other. I miss Chris, and the way he quietly looked at me and outstretched his arms, saying nothing while I went in to embrace him, him calling me his little butterfly. I miss Tobi and Milo, and the way they would search for me and sit outside my door while I was gone, the way they would follow me around begging for my love while I was still there. I miss Amber, and how she would scream my name as she saw me walking to my doorstep, "i love you!". I miss the guy at work who would talk to me at 4 am, and called me doll face and tell me everything he had been through. I miss the tita I knew from work, and how I felt when I wanted nothing but the best for her after seeing she had the same scars as me. I miss people I dont know anymore, and the memories we were supposed to have, the time they promised me, the love they vowed to me before that love dissolved. I miss you. Where are you?

Main aaj apni life ka ek bada change share kar raha hun. Picture ye hai, jab raat ka bawaal chhod ke, maine subah ka zamaana apna liya. Aur BC, duniya hil gayi mere routine ki change se!
Pehle main raat jagte rehta tha, subah uthne ka concept kya hota hai, mujhe samajh hi nahi aata tha. Par fir ek din, menei kaha, BC why can't I be in more control and have a f***ing routine. Maine socha, ab raat ke dhol ko bajane ke bajaye, subah ke naye sur mein ghusega. Aur jaisa socha tha, vaisa hi hua hai, boss!
Toh ab takki baat, here's my detailed minute-by-minute routine that's turned my life around:

• 5:00 AM: Alarm bajnese se pehle hai, meri aankhein khulti hain and I am like "Abe BC, utth ja! Pade rehne se kuchh nahi hoga". Wake up and I drink some water.
• 5:10 AM: Subah ki pehli "hagga time". Trust me, iss moment ka mazaa hai hi alag! There's no time pressure.
• 5:25 AM: Thodi stretching karke meditation karta hoon, apni saari bhadas ko release karne ke liye.
• 5:35 AM: Chai gas pe dheemi aanch pe rakh ke, Time for a refreshing shower!
• 5:45 AM: Chai ki pyaali utha ke, balcony mein jaake Dilli ki hawa ka swaad lena.
• 6:00 AM: Newspaper padhna shuru karta hoon, India and Dilli ke taza khabaron se update rehne ke liye. Haan, I have resubscribed to physical newspaper..why miss out on the nostaligia just for 100-200 rupees per month!
• 7:00 AM: Breakfast time, yaar! Parathe, chole bhature, ya phir ek healthy sandwich, sab chalega.
• 7:30 AM: Ghar se nikalke, fresh hawa mein morning walk ka mazaa lena. Aur agar dost mil jaaye toh Dilli ki bakchodi bhi kar leni.
• 8:30 AM: Back home, ek aur chai ki pyaali leke baithna, aur office/work ke liye tayyar ho jaana.
• 9:00 AM: Kaam start ho jaata hai, lekin ab woh energy hai mere andar, BC! Work from home zindabad!
• 6:00 PM: Kaam khatam, ab shaam ki walk ka time. Dilli ki streets par ghoomte hue apni zindagi ko celebrate karna. I no longer smoke, but I meet some friends near Panwadi shop for some bakchodi!
• 7:30 PM: Light dinner karke, thodi mithas ke saath.
• 8:00 PM: Ghar pahunch ke, relaxing time. Music bajate hue, apne favorite tracks par thoda vibe kar lena, ya phir bas unwind ho jaana. Thoda Reddit pe ba***hodi. My favourtite subs - Delhi, funnyvideomemes, therewasanattempt, dailyhoroscopeindia and redditindiaguesser.
• 9:00 PM: Phone switch off karke, apne books aur laptop ko band karna. Room ko tidy karke, cupboard aur racks band kar lene ka (important hai cupboard etc band karna, warna lagta hai kuchh kaam baaki hai). Phone switch off and put in charging far away from my bed!
• 9:15 PM: Aaram se stretch karna, apne thoughts ko shaant karna, aur 10-minute ka meditation session.
• 9:30 PM: To-do list bana ke Google Keep mein, kal ke kaam ke liye tayyar ho jaana. Aur phir, ek cup garam paani leke so jaana.

Toh ab takke baat, here's how this epic routine has transformed my life, BC:

• No more missing out on the morning sunshine, yaar! Waking up at 5 AM means I'm witnessing the rise of Dilli ka suraj every single day. Ab toh mera energy level bhi full josh pe hai, aur stress kahan gaya BC?
• Extra time to get things done, kyunki subah uthne se pehle sab soye hote hai. Abhi toh main kaam karke, dreams chase karne ka mauka milta hai, I feel I have a headstart over others who are still in the bed!
• Skin aur hair ki problems ka bye-bye, kyunki ab mere chehre par chamak hai aur baalon ka girna band ho gaya. BC, jaldi uthne ki blessings hai yeh!
• Bole toh, dimag ki creativity ka dhamaka hua hai. Kaam karte waqt, positive vibes se bhara hua feel hota hai, aur ideas automatic aate hai, boss!
• Stress aur anxiety ko thoko BC! Mere resting heart rate mein bada difference aaya hai (from 90 BPM to 65 BPM). Ab bas, dil hamesha chill mode pe rehta hai.

Yeh hai mere subeh uthne ki kahani. BC, jab tak tum khud na try karo, tab tak pata nahi chalega ki Dilli ki subah ka mazaa kya hota hai! Bas yaad rakhna, har roz zindagi ka ek naya episode shuru hota hai, aur Dilli ke streets mere sapnon ko jeene ka mauka deti hai.
Keep rocking, keep hustling, aur BC, kabhi bhi subah ka pyaar nahi chhodna!

Me and this girl have gone on around 5 dates at this point, well a few nights ago I spent the night at her place, we slept together(like actually sleep, not sex, I want to take things slow with her due to some circumstances with some of her past relationships) and right before bed she whispered to me “I really like spending time with you.”
Well needless to say my heart kinda melted and I’ve fallen for her HARD, but we have only been seeing each other for like a week. So two questions:
When do I tell her how I feel? I like her a lot but I don’t want to like spring things on too quick and regret it.
Am I falling for her too quickly? I am worried that this would be off putting for me to feel this way about someone so quick.
Thanks!

i had a dream and “woke up” this morning in it. today is pay day and it was on my mind all last night. typically i only get around 200 a week (part time, still in school) but i saw $1,000 in my account!
i thought to myself, i’m probably dreaming, let me wait a few seconds so i can really see if i actually got 1k. a few seconds pass, the numbers get blurry as always since i just “woke up” but it’s still 1k. i get out of bed and get ready while thinking about what i’ll spend my money on.
unfortunately, after walking to get breakfast in the kitchen i actually wake up from the dream, check my phone, and am very disappointed to see that i in fact did not get 1k.

I 22F finally decided that it was time to get an IUD after years of terrible birth control pill side effects and contemplation. I finally have insurance from my job and it was the perfect time to get it.
When I told my friend my story as we are avid listeners of THT, we just knew Morgan needed to hear it.
A lot of my friends have IUDs and I heard that the procedure is painful but I thought I had a high pain tolerance and it would be fine. I brought my mom with me for support and to be my ride home. Mistake or blessing...
I made sure to drink a lot of water, ate a good breakfast, got a good night sleep, took my ibuprofen and did everything they asked of me.
I got to my appointment and was quickly ushered into the exam room. I was told to put the gown on and lay on the table. My feet were up in the stirrups and I was thinking I was ready for what was about to come.
When the time came for the insertion I was met with the most intense wave of pain I have every experienced in my life. I was used to having really bad period cramps but this was next level. I laid there squeezing my moms hand as it felt like my insides were being ripped apart and at that moment I knew it was bad when my doctor said "this is what it feels like to have a baby". Near the end of it, I started to feel like I was going to pass out. I was fanning myself aggressively. My doctor then says "its normal to feel a little light headed". NO BABE I'M ABOUT LITERALLY PASS OUT. As the torture was finally over (or so I thought) she proceeds to tell me post procedure instructions, but honestly I couldn't even hear her because I thought I was going to pass out, throw up and shit while simultaneously having the worst cramps of my whole life. As the doctor was leaving I asked her if she could get me a bucket because thought I was going to throw up. The doctor returns with a super small basin the size of my two hands. She leaves the room again and I'm just there with my mom and the basin and at this point I turn onto my side thinking im going to be sick but nothing came out. I just continue to lay there for about 10 minutes... until I get the urge that I REALLY need to shit. So, the goal here was to get up, remove my gown, put my clothes back on and go to the bathroom. When I attempted that, I instantly threw myself back on the bed because I really thought I was going to pass out. Announcing to my mom "Holy shit I'm going to pass out". The urge to shit now has me with my elbows on the bed unable to stand up straight, clenching my cheeks together so I do not shit. Keeping in mind that I am still wearing a patient gown with my whole ass out. I knew that I needed to make some moves here, somehow I needed to get to a toilet. As I try to stand up again, I realize there is no way I am getting my clothes back on. So I think, fuck it, I will just walk down the hallway to the bathroom in my gown. All I cared about in this moment was getting this demon out of me. Thinking back on this now.. I wish I tried a lot harder to make it to the bathroom.
"Mom, hand my that basin. I need to shit.. now"
In my state of debilitating pain, I full on squated on the floor like a cave man holding the basin under me and my mom steadying it with her foot as I proceeded to release the most enormous shit I have ever taken. it did. not. stop. Every time I thought it was going to stop more just kept coming. The only thing I could say as it kept pouring out of me was "I'm so sorry" and "oh wow" on repeat. The basin quickly filled and I had no choice but to continuing shitting on the floor. Bless her heart, my mom kept trying to tell me it was okay and grabbed some paper towels and started cleaning the mess I had made. You think in this moment I would be humiliated after shitting on the floor like a dog and releasing the most vile smell into the atmosphere but I did not care. I only felt relief.
As my mom is trying to wipe my ass because I literally did not have the capability, my doctor walks in and my mom announces:
"She had an accident. She crapped".
Eventually after having a sip of water I was able to leave the clinic. Leaving behind most of my dignity, a soiled gown and an exam room that needed a complete sterilization. Needless to say, I am forever indebted to my mom and I will never be returning to that doctors office.
If you're looking for some advice about getting an IUD, please remember this post and please consider having it done under sedation.

This is a throwaway because my partner knows my real reddit, and I don't want them seeing this.... as I am falling to reddit right now because we are fighting. Also.... sorry it's so long.
For context: I am 27 F, and my partner is 33 M. We have been together for almost 7 years total, of which almost all of it was NOT long distance - 3ish years together and we actually got engaged (2018), but then we ended up breaking up in 2019. We were both mentally unwell and our relationship had gotten very toxic. I broke up with him. Fast forward, during peak covid we started chatting and hanging out again, and eventually got back together, though we aren't engaged again. Despite being broken up for about 10 months, during all of our relationship it was not LD, and we actually lived together for basically all of it.
Now, we are new to having a LDR. I moved away for work in April of this year. It has been just barely over 6 weeks since I have moved. I am pretty far away from him, in that it's not very easy or cheap to jump a plane and see each other whenever we want. However, I thought that we were doing good with out communication/staying in contact, but he has been fighting with me the past few days and saying otherwise. I have so many texts that I want to show someone because I am honestly unsure if this is very healthy the way he is speaking to me, but idk. I won't show them now, and just want to get some general advice: what do you guys expect to be a normal and fair amount of communication?
For us, we text all day every day. Without fail, that is something we are always doing. We keep each other updated, send photos from our day (food, selfies, etc.) and just make sure to check in and keep in touch. Aside from that, we talk on the phone just whenever it strikes throughout the week (I'd say in the 6 weeks I've been here, probably averaging on 2 times a week), we have played games online together maybe like 3 or 4 times and we have had sexy times I think 2 or 3 times. And for the last 2-3 weeks we have been watching at least one episode (if not two or three) of a show almost every night (save a night here or there when one of us has plans), while on the phone together at the same time.
I personally do not think that we aren't in enough contact with each other. I feel that we are having a good amount, if not even a lot, of contact and communication with each other. We never go a day without at least texting, and are often doing more than that anyway. And.... it has only been 6 weeks. However, he is angry with me and is saying that I am not giving him enough of my time, and that I am constantly putting him on the back burner or making him feel like a third wheel.
To just give more context - I just moved. 6 weeks ago. After living in my hometown and no where else, I have just moved to a new and very, very different area, with literally no one that I know. I was working remotely from summer 2022 until I moved this spring, so I have also been transitioning from working a fully at-home job (of which he was also WFH 60% of the time) to now being in a new city, needing to commute to and from work, and now working fully in office every day. It has been a HUGE adjustment for me, not only just the move (which is a big fucking thing) but also the transition to working fully in office is a big one. My days are automatically shorter, my energy is more spent. And the amount of time we used to spend together is not realistic now because before, that time was us both working from home.
So, aside from that, I am also in a new city and I am trying to make friends and get to know people, which obviously is going to take up some of my free time. Usually I only end up making plans on the weekends (and my bf and talk throughout the week too). However, he has expressed to me that he feels like I am not putting in enough effort for our relationship, and that I am essentially choosing other people over him. When I first moved, I accidentally double-booked myself a couple times, and it resulted in our plans either getting pushed back or moved to the next day. I totally understand that and take full responsibility for messing up my schedule that way. However, lately he has been getting upset if my plans run late and then cut into our potential time together. For example, this weekend we didn't make any actual plans for anything specific. We both had parties to go to on Saturday night, but that was it. On Friday I was not in a great mood (had a really long and emotionally exhausting week at work) and he was gaming with his brother online, so I had some me time. Saturday we had our respective parties, and then Sunday I had plans in the evening with some friends, but was free otherwise. We agreed to watch some of out show after my plans. My plans ran about 1.5 hours later than I thought they would (it was a pre-planned event, I had no control over the timing) and when I got home he really ripped into me and said that I was basically putting my friends above him because I was running late. Even though we still had time to watch 2 or 3 episodes before bed, he fought with me about basically tossing him aside and just texted me angrily about it until bed time.
I really didn't think I did anything wrong - we made our plans knowing that I already had previously ones. I kept him updated about the timing throughout the evening and let him know that I was running late. But when I got home he just totally slammed me with these texts about how I constantly push him aside and pick my "new life" over him all the time and that he feels like I don't care or love him or want him because of this. I'm just so at a loss for what to think and feel about this. Because I honestly really thought that we were doing well - like, we are in pretty near constant communication. But any time I have plans that aren't with him, suddenly I hate him and am ignoring him for my new life.... Like, it's only been 6 weeks and I feel like the way he's acting just isn't fair. But maybe I'm wrong. Any thoughts?
TLDR: My LDR boyfriends is upset when I have plans that don't involved him/if my other plans affect ours. We are in near constant communication with each other, and it has been 6 weeks since we went LDR.

This is a throwaway because my partner knows my real reddit, and I don't want them seeing this.... as I am falling to reddit right now because we are fighting. Also.... sorry it's so long.
For context: I am 27 F, and my partner is 33 M. We have been together for almost 7 years total, of which almost all of it was NOT long distance - 3ish years together and we actually got engaged (2018), but then we ended up breaking up in 2019. We were both mentally unwell and our relationship had gotten very toxic. I broke up with him. Fast forward, during peak covid we started chatting and hanging out again, and eventually got back together, though we aren't engaged again. Despite being broken up for about 10 months, during all of our relationship it was not LD, and we actually lived together for basically all of it.
Now, we are new to having a LDR. I moved away for work in April of this year. It has been just barely over 6 weeks since I have moved. I am pretty far away from him, in that it's not very easy or cheap to jump a plane and see each other whenever we want. However, I thought that we were doing good with out communication/staying in contact, but he has been fighting with me the past few days and saying otherwise. I have so many texts that I want to show someone because I am honestly unsure if this is very healthy the way he is speaking to me, but idk. I won't show them now, and just want to get some general advice: what do you guys expect to be a normal and fair amount of communication?
For us, we text all day every day. Without fail, that is something we are always doing. We keep each other updated, send photos from our day (food, selfies, etc.) and just make sure to check in and keep in touch. Aside from that, we talk on the phone just whenever it strikes throughout the week (I'd say in the 6 weeks I've been here, probably averaging on 2 times a week), we have played games online together maybe like 3 or 4 times and we have had sexy times I think 2 or 3 times. And for the last 2-3 weeks we have been watching at least one episode (if not two or three) of a show almost every night (save a night here or there when one of us has plans), while on the phone together at the same time.
I personally do not think that we aren't in enough contact with each other. I feel that we are having a good amount, if not even a lot, of contact and communication with each other. We never go a day without at least texting, and are often doing more than that anyway. And.... it has only been 6 weeks. However, he is angry with me and is saying that I am not giving him enough of my time, and that I am constantly putting him on the back burner or making him feel like a third wheel.
To just give more context - I just moved. 6 weeks ago. After living in my hometown and no where else, I have just moved to a new and very, very different area, with literally no one that I know. I was working remotely from summer 2022 until I moved this spring, so I have also been transitioning from working a fully at-home job (of which he was also WFH 60% of the time) to now being in a new city, needing to commute to and from work, and now working fully in office every day. It has been a HUGE adjustment for me, not only just the move (which is a big fucking thing) but also the transition to working fully in office is a big one. My days are automatically shorter, my energy is more spent. And the amount of time we used to spend together is not realistic now because before, that time was us both working from home.
So, aside from that, I am also in a new city and I am trying to make friends and get to know people, which obviously is going to take up some of my free time. Usually I only end up making plans on the weekends (and my bf and talk throughout the week too). However, he has expressed to me that he feels like I am not putting in enough effort for our relationship, and that I am essentially choosing other people over him. When I first moved, I accidentally double-booked myself a couple times, and it resulted in our plans either getting pushed back or moved to the next day. I totally understand that and take full responsibility for messing up my schedule that way. However, lately he has been getting upset if my plans run late and then cut into our potential time together. For example, this weekend we didn't make any actual plans for anything specific. We both had parties to go to on Saturday night, but that was it. On Friday I was not in a great mood (had a really long and emotionally exhausting week at work) and he was gaming with his brother online, so I had some me time. Saturday we had our respective parties, and then Sunday I had plans in the evening with some friends, but was free otherwise. We agreed to watch some of out show after my plans. My plans ran about 1.5 hours later than I thought they would (it was a pre-planned event, I had no control over the timing) and when I got home he really ripped into me and said that I was basically putting my friends above him because I was running late. Even though we still had time to watch 2 or 3 episodes before bed, he fought with me about basically tossing him aside and just texted me angrily about it until bed time.
I really didn't think I did anything wrong - we made our plans knowing that I already had previously ones. I kept him updated about the timing throughout the evening and let him know that I was running late. But when I got home he just totally slammed me with these texts about how I constantly push him aside and pick my "new life" over him all the time and that he feels like I don't care or love him or want him because of this. I'm just so at a loss for what to think and feel about this. Because I honestly really thought that we were doing well - like, we are in pretty near constant communication. But any time I have plans that aren't with him, suddenly I hate him and am ignoring him for my new life.... Like, it's only been 6 weeks and I feel like the way he's acting just isn't fair. But maybe I'm wrong. Any thoughts?
TLDR: My LDR boyfriends is upset when I have plans that don't involved him/if my other plans affect ours. We are in near constant communication with each other, and it has been 6 weeks since we went LDR.

My bunny would dance on me at night or when I was late getting up for breakfast. She liked to creep on me in my sleep but if I acknowledged her she’d run. It was like a little game. If I stayed still she’d zoom and bounce all over. She’d also zoom when I went to bed, sometimes kicking off the walls. She’d run to greet me when I entered the room she was in and her fluffy butt would drag hay all over in the process. If I was too loud when she was sleeping she’d rip cardboard to tell me to be quiet. She started asking for pets every night by quietly staring at me around 9pm. I’d slide onto the floor and she’d put her little chin up and ears down to beg for pets. I’d scratch and massage her little cheeks and she’d press her face into my hands. She’d always come check on me too if I left the room for a while. Just come in and see what I was up to and go back to playing.
She was so happy and part of every part of my day. The floor is too clean now. I feel her absence constantly. No more waking up to her soft little patter on the floor or under my bed. No waking to her little paws resting on my shoulder, or zooming across my legs. No more seeing her jump out of her hay box to come greet me when I came home, or remind me with her precious stares that the next milestone of our day was ready to happen. No more of her gentle paws sliding on my leg as she excitedly begs for treats, or jumping onto my chest and shoulder when she’s done being brushed.
My whole life feels different. My house feels and sounds different. I still wait for her to signal to me or see her shadow when I realize it’s dinner time, treat time, brush time, breakfast time, pet time. Such a tiny little gentle animal has given me so much love and allowed me to reciprocate it. I loved her from the moment I held her to take her to an adoption event. I knew she was meant to be with me from that moment. I miss her so much in so many ways I can’t even list. A piece of my heart and soul is gone. I’m so sorry I couldn’t save you my sweet baby.

For a long time I have believed dreams were alternate reality’s, I rarely have a crazy dream leading me to believe such things, but this dream I just had has lead me to firmly believe it. I was in somebody’s house and my family was there as well, I looked at my hands and was throughly confused because I could feel the wind blowing on my hand. I looked up and my mother was there, I walk up to her and say “it’s nice to see you mom.” She looks at me and says “what do you mean?” “Well you live Ohio and it’s nice to have you back in texas.” She looks at me confused and I can physically feel my face scrunch from confusion. I walk around the house for a bit and realize we are at my great grandfathers house and he has unfortunately passed and my aunts and uncles are all there deciding who gets what, it doesn’t take long before a fight breaks out and I get tired of being there, so I grab my phone and it’s passcode locked and I stare at it for a second and punch in the passcode on my phone and it unlocks. Funny even in a parallel universe I still use the same passcode. I go to my contacts to call any of my friends and see if they want to hang out but I notice a contact named “babygirl❤️” So I call it and my ex picks up.(let’s call her emily) I am genuinely so confused at this point. “Hi baby what’s up?” “Uh hey what are you doing?” “Im just with my sister right now,but she said she wants to see you, do you want me to come get you?” “Uh yeah sure.” “Okay be there in five.” “Okay I’ll see you then.” “Love you.” “Love you?” For five more minutes I sit and listen to my family argue and get a text saying I’m here. I walk outside and there enough it’s her and her car her and her daddy where building that he said would be done soon. The door swings open and I immediately notice its her sister, but instead of giving me a rude look she gives me a hug and tell me it’s nice to see me, I crawl into the backseat of the car and look around she ask how my day has gone and I pause for a second “I don’t really know it didn’t start when you would have expected it to.” She looks at me funny and starts to drive off asking if I was hungry, I say yes and we get sonic (disgusting I know) and we sit and talk for a while her sister says she needs to go so we drive back to her house and drop her sister off and finally she asks me the question that made me realize I’m probably not dreaming. “(My full name) Whats wrong?” It makes me turn my neck so quickly I pop it For context I never told her my middle name “I don’t know who you are we haven’t seen eachother in months emily and now suddenly your in my phone saved as babygirl I’m very confused right now.” She looks at me confused as well and ask me to tell her what I mean. “Well first of all you cheated on me with your ex (call him mike) mike and got pregnant with him and it was a huge deal for nine months wether it was my or his.” She looks at me with shock “D me and you had a baby together she’s almost 6 months old mike hasn’t talked to me in almost a year, do you mean to tell me you don’t know what our daughter looks like?” “No, because it’s not my daughter.” At this point I don’t know how to explain I think I feel into a different universe so I simply tell her “I think I’m not from here emily I haven’t lived the life the man you know has I believe I’m asleep right now- She immediately pinches me and I feel the pain in my arm which confuses me to no extent “Did that hurt?” “Yes.” “Then you aren’t dreaming.” I build up my chest to tell her “Emily, I’m sure I love you but I don’t love you, I may love you on this world but where I’m “from” we haven’t spoken in months.” She looks heart broken I can’t handle it “I think I’m understanding now you are you but you aren’t you. You a copy of yourself in a different world?” “Correct.” “One where we aren’t together?” “Correct.” “What a shitty world.” “Semi-correct.” She looks at me with big sad puppy dog eyes and ask what’ll happen when I leave “I don’t know but I’ve theorized that when a event like this happens it’s almost like also being asleep so your version of D should just feel like he’s was asleep.” “Neat.” We have a little pause for a second “Do you want to see your daughter?” Another pause “No, because if I wake up it’ll drive me insane.” We look at each other and try to cherish what could be our last moments together and she tells me she has a idea and pulls me in and kisses me on my cheek “Not on the lips i dont know how to explain to you that I kissed you, haha” we sit in the car for a bit more in silence and I nod off and suddenly hear my name be called loudly and I open my eyes and I’m back in my room on my bed I look around. Back to my life. I check my phone there is no “babygirl❤️” nobody in my family had died and my mom is still in Ohio. The only logical explanation I have i I somehow traveled the multiverse and ended up in the one where me and my ex did work out and had our baby together. Or I could have just had a dream were I could feel things on my skin and feel the pain of a pinch and distinctly remember conversations but hey who knows?

It works but sometimes i feel defeated because I'll start my day at 2 PM. And then I'll walk the walk of shame downstairs to have breakfast when everyone's already been up for hours...When I wake up too early like at 9 or 10 AM, I feel so weird and don't know how to start the day, then I fall back asleep. It's so annoying, there are days when I've woken up early and stayed awake, either by taking a walk or going downstairs immediately, but sometimes it's hard to GetOutOfBed other days.

Usually In every presidential election, there is one particular state that everyone will be watching as THE deciding state to determine the outcome.
For many years, that state was either Florida (mainly) or in smaller ways, Ohio with a close eye on Iowa.
All 3 of those states are now solidly Republican, and aren’t the deciding factor with 2020 changing the game. So what state would that be now? Let’s list the contenders:
-Michigan: flipped red for the first time in decades (at the presidential) in 2016, but very narrowly. Democrats have had probably the most success in this swing state after 2016, winning it by 3 in 2020 and blue waves in 2018 and 2022 in the state.
-Pennsylvania. Flipped red for the first time in decades in 2016. The biggest electoral prize of all the premier battlegrounds. Biden won by just over 1% in 2020, and had a bit of a blue wave in 2022 in the state. Hard to digest which way the winds will blow in 24.
-Wisconsin. Flipped red in 2016 for the first time in decades, but the GOP had great success in the state for most of the 2010’s decade In the state, had a very solid infrastructure built in, is still incredibly competitive, but signs are showing that the overturning of Dobbs is hurting republicans significantly in the state, and a 2023 spring Supreme Court election, which had good turnout, is showing that the issue is motivating voters to the polls on the issue.
-Arizona. A state Biden flipped blue for only the 2nd time in 50 years and has had very noticeable trends to the left in the era of trump. It’s a state with a very solid mix of Democrats, Republicans, and independent voters. It’s ground 0 for the battle of the GOP’s ideological voters, with MAGA and Old school classic conservatives clashing, and being deciding voters in how certain elections will turnout.
-Nevada. A state that Democrats usually can be counted on to win at the presidential, but has been trending right and has given republicans success before at important offices (it’s the only state in 2022 that an incumbent governor lost, and had the closest senate race in the country). Like Arizona, it has a heavy Hispanic population, with a good mix of democrats, republicans, and independents.
-Georgia: definitely the reddest of the battleground states still, but with quite possibly the worst trends for the GOP. Republicans have struggled with suburban and African American voters, and Georgia is a state exploding In population with both of them. Biden narrowly flipped it in 2020, and it has had success for democrats at the federal level In 2021 and 2022.
-North Carolina. Has only gone blue once in recent history, but Biden still got within striking distance of 2020, and despite everything against them, democrats performed respectably in a loss in 2022.
Potential Dark horse states: Texas, Alaska, New Hampshire, Maine

I planted about 40 boxwoods last year and they had abundant growth this spring. I just noticed many of them going yellow on the inside and am quite worried given the time and $$ we’ve spent on these. Dug one up to check the roots but wasnt sure what to make of it. Any suggestions or advice is appreciated!

Small Story Rant: Hi I rarely ever get callbacks after applying to jobs of anykind. Recently though through a friend i got a painting job for $22/H they never asked for a resume and i think i am the lowest paid worker they have, (i think their minimum is $23.5) but i was pretty deperate for a job so i took it. They already increased my pay by $1 (it was $21), the company also does pay under average, anyways its spring/summer and because of that I thnk I have alot of leverage in my market, as the hot season for painting is during the summer, I want to be paid above average a bit at $27/h and in the past have been up up to 30/h or nightshift for 40/h in my field.
My resume: My current template goes like this
Objective: Seeking a position that will allow me to have strong communication skills, work ethic, and ability to work well in a team to contribute to company success.
Skills:

1. Communications: Excellent presentation skills, written and verbal
2. Solid Time Management
3. Bilingual (Spanish)
4. Fast Learner
5. Hard Worker
6. Creative and Adaptive (Problem Solver)
7. Teamplaye Leader

Experience:
2015-2020 Commercial painting
I was around 15ish when i started as an apprentice and I was employed by alot of different companies during this time some as little as 2 week (i think as a subcontactor) but it was pretty independent work but my summary is:
Consisted of Manual Labor, Moving Equipment and supplies, Cleaning sites, Taping, Scraping, Sanding, Painting, and Varnish in a predominantly Outdoor environment consisting of Fences, Decks, Doors, Trim, and Stucco painting (using a Paint sprayer)
Then I decided to work for 1 company for a year because i realized i couldn put the above on a resume properly
Painting Company 2019-2020
Interior painting (idk what else to but that was really all i did and i added the other things i did to my previous)
I got tired of painting after like my 18th bday and was really depressed cuz of covid and stuff and took a long haitus and decided i wanted to try other industries so my next job was
Job at healthcare facility as servehousekeeper october-may
Worked isolated and independently; preparing and Serving food, Setting tables, Sweeping, Dishwashing, and Housekeeping.
But recently ive been self employed a bit trying differnt industries ( i was an apprentice for this in one of my other jobs but never added it)
Self employed wallpapering @ differnt places (i have them named but dont feel comfortable sharing)
Feb-September 2022
Worked in a pair to create beautifully wallpapered rooms
Volounteer
2 Places 2018-2019
Availability
ALL WEEK ALL DAY (Can do nightshift)
Education
Highschool
Refrences
Available upon request
I have no refrences noone has ever asked and i never added them because i dont keep track of numbers and have noone to vouch for me im also super uncomfortable adding them tbh (not cuz im a bad worker i just have a bad upbringing and get anxiety when people ask about me or my life)
and thats it I havent added my current company though
I have about 7 years of experience in Painting
1.5 Years in Wallpapering
and i was an apprentice last summer for Tiling and flooring for like 3 months (just tiles tbh but on the floor) I didnt add it though ebcause i felt it was useless to add since no job would hire me as a tiler with a 3 month apprentership so never added it
During covid though i was fired twice but only during trainings and never added it to my resume (I was extremely depressed and it was a struggle getting out of bed and it was really hard to motivate myself to go do mundane tasks for 8 hourrs and bus for an hour or 2 for a few bucks)
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I also need a resume template because my resume is white and red and i dont think its a good template but i would prefer one that would somehow highlight my more relvent experience and not go mumbo jumbo everywhere :/ I just want one so i can see if i can get a higher paying job and just switch but also recently tried starting a business (that is currently burning to the ground and taking me with it) so i also want to work less hours but thats negotiable tbh working about 70-88/h (mostly 88) biweekly worked 100 one time though and usually work 10H/Day cuz i want to have friday sat sun off.
Also im in Canada if that helps cuz the flare asked for location but i have a question or something i guess
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tldr: need resume template and help formatting//

***This post contains links to photos and talking about the tour.
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Maybe it's all just convenience of what they could put together and just trying to make things come to life - so no need to over think it like I have been. But as we know almost nothing Taylor does is purely random, especially where a narrative or storytelling is involved.
One of the biggest surprises of the Eras tour is that the Lover House burns down two times - once when Fearless starts and then later during 1989. A lot of fans have pointed out that the house burning down signifies Taylor's ownership of the eras. And, since the house looks like it's been cleaned out and changed (Debut has stairs that go nowhere, there's no fish bowl in 1989, no NYE party in Red, the reputation attic looks much more like a basement from Lavender Haze, that definitely looks like what she's trying to say. On some very deep digging by Swifties, there's also odd choices (or easter eggs?) such as the yellow-dressed Taylor Swift stepping through a mirror in the Lover room.
At the same time, some details seem to be purely for aesthetic to take us specifically to those eras like the folklore/evermore cabin from the Grammys performance. Visuals like Taylor crying / the gravesite for My Tears Ricochet fits perfectly with the folklore era. However, other design choices / visuals like Wildest Dreams (some screencaps) where she is lying in bed alone with the room burning down around her highly contrasts the 1989 era and even the performance of those songs recreating the original tour.
When the reputation tour came out, a lot of fans were kind of confused about the set list and the production choices. I kind of feel the same way for the Eras Tour even though I love it. While the concept clearly seems to be taking us through the eras almost room by room, I still have a hard time trying to pin down the aesthetic / production design. So, I was wondering what ya'll thought about the visual story of the Eras Tour specifically like the Lover House burning down, and the story (if any) Taylor is trying to tell overall?
edited: try to rewrite some things

Hello, you beautiful human beings. I, like many of you, am chronically online.
You may remember me from last year when I pieced together, in excruciating detail, the timelines of season four. (If you don't, yes, I do exist. 🥲)
Well, folks, I'm BACK! And while I won't be writing my usual snarky commentary, I did want to provide you with crucial info about when most of season six was filmed. Using paparazzi shots, Instagram posts, news headlines, and fan videos, I pieced together many of the scenes from this season to see when exactly this season was filmed.
DISCLAIMERS:
1.) Yes, I know it's a reality show, which doesn't always present "reality." I'm doing this for fun.
2.) I didn't grab the filming date from every scene; that would've taken too long... and I have to go outside at some point. I know that the cast may not post any pics the same day they were taken, so I did my best to cross-reference each post with other cast members and paparazzi shots to ensure maximum accuracy. Again, this is all for fun, and I may not even be 100% correct, but I did my best.
3.) I missed episode six, "Mary In The Middle," because I fell asleep watching it (not that it was boring, I was just too high). But you get the gist. Enjoy!
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Episode 601 - “I Wanted To Hate You”
Scene 2 - Mary @ Penthouse project visiting Romain. Filmed on August 19th, 2022
Scenes 3 and 4 Intercut with each other:

• Heather meets with Bre Tiesi, Oppenheim’s newest agent. Although they’re acting like it’s August 2022, with Bre saying her son is “six weeks old,” this was actually filmed on September 21st, 2022. Get that paycheck, Bre!
• After lunch, Heather “introduces” Bre to the office. Like the previous scene, this was filmed on September 21st, 2022

Scene 6 (final scene) - Emma’s open house. Jason/Chrishell tell each other they’re over each other by saying they have partners decades younger than them. Bre thinks Chelsea is a triflin' ass hoe. This scene was filmed on/around August 26th, 2022
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Episode 602 - “TBD on Bre”
Scene 2 - Chrishell “returns” back to the office. Nicole tells the camera that she doesn’t fuck with Chrishell. Bre confronts Chelsea during the team meeting about Emma's broker's open. Filmed on August 25th, 2022
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Episode 603 - “Old Deals Die Hard”
Scene 1 - Amanza, Chelsea, and Heather tour Manhattan Beach home and fulfill their dreams of seeing a home with a stripper pole. Filmed on/around September 1st, 2022
Scene 2 - Jason brings his 25-year-old and criminally young girlfriend, Mary Lou, to the office. Filmed on August 28th, 2022 (a Sunday!)
Scene 4 - Mary/Romain and Jason/Mary Lou's date night, paid for by the production team. Filmed on October 7th, 2022
Scene 5 - Mary, Heather, and Nicole discuss meeting Jason’s girlfriend. Filmed on/around August 19th, 2022, a week before they “actually” met in scene 2.
Scene 6 (Final scene) - Chelsea’s open house in Manhattan Beach. Bre tells Emma to steer mothafuckin' CLEAR of her billionaires. Nicole and Chrishell have a blowout in front of clients, co-stars, and the cameraman. This remarkable scene, which made it to the headlines, was filmed on August 31st, 2022.
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Episode 604 - “Between You and Bre”
Scene 1 - Heather and Bre are looking at a house that I, like everything else in this show, cannot afford. Filmed on/around September 8th, 2022
Scene 4 - Heather’s birthday dinner. Filmed on September 15th, 2022
Scene 5 (final scene) - Chelsea tells Heather, Amanza, and Nicole about Bre’s reaction to Nick Cannon creating his own colony (aka, having another baby). Filmed on/around September 16th, 2022
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Episode 605 - “Miss Management”
Scene 2: Bre shows Hollywood home to Telli Swift. Filmed on September 8th, 2022
Scene 5: Nicole and Chelsea hash out their "differences." Filmed on November 9th, 2022, nearly two months after the rest of the episode takes place
Scene 6 (final scene): Girls at the office, Mary questions Chelsea’s common sense and pricing on the Manhattan Beach listing, and Chelsea/Mary have a 1:1 on the drama. Filmed on/around September 16th, 2022
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Episode 607 - “If You Can’t Stand The Heat”
Scene 1 - Girls talking at the office regarding Chelsea selling a home, Jason leaving again, and their upcoming trip to Palm Springs*.*

• This scene was filmed on October 13th, 2022, nearly a week after they returned from Palm Springs. Ladies, SAG-AFTRA awaits you!

Scene 4 - Amanza and Bre discuss office drama while everyone else is in Palm Springs.

• This scene was filmed on/around September 21st, 2022, nearly two weeks before the girls were even in Palm Springs.

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Episodes 608/609 - “Bre Bites Back” and “Lawsuits and Listings”
All Palm Springs scenes were filmed between October 4th, 2022 - October 7th, 2022
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Episode 610 - “Something’s Gotta Give”
Scene 1: Girls talking at the office about the Palm Springs drama. Filmed on October 11th, 2022
Scene 3: Heather’s baby shower. Filmed on November 12th, 2022
Scene 4 (final scene): Chelsea/Jason double date at Catch LA. Filmed on November 2nd, 2022

• Even though this was posted on November 3rd, Chelsea posted this at 5:20 PM, so it must’ve been the night before the sunset was at 5:58 PM that night.

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Episode 611 - “It’s Not Worth It”
Scene 1: Mary/Jason at the Oppenheim office discussing Mary’s responsibilities as a manager. Filmed on/around October 19th, 2022
Scene 3: Mary shows some of the girls the final product of the ridiculously overpriced penthouses. Filmed on October 20th, 2022
Scene 5 (finale scene): Penthouse open party. Filmed on October 25th, 2022

I frequently have breakfast in the city with family and former business colleagues. I am thoroughly sick of the lack of variety available.
If I see smashed avos, blah, blah on one more menu I think I will throw up. And don't mention those 3cm thick slices of sourdough toast that are impossible to cut without a 1kg meat cleaver.
Are there breakfast places that serve a variety of asian themed dishes?
Dishes that immediately spring to mind are Malaysian nasi lemak, Chinese congee (with a large variety of toppings and accompaniments), and a whole host of Indonesian breakfast dishes.

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I was eating my yellow lemon ice cream, and I turned to look at you. Unbearably handsome, hair so styled, eyes that swallow you. I was wearing my floral vintage dress, I thrifted at Goodwill. My makeup melting in the sun, I was feeling a mess. I wanted to be your muse. Perfect female figure. Goddess. Though I ate too many cookies at night and especially ate when feelings felt too strong. You were so slender, shaped, perfectly made. Eating Oreo ice cream wouldn’t dare do a thing to you. I nuzzled my nose to yours, forgetting of my ugliness and focusing on the light in front of me. I loved you, and still do. And this never happened, but I wanted it to.
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I was laying in bed, and I turned on my phone. A message from him, finally, a message for me. I was hoping for something sweet, something funny, or from the heart. Oh, but the tears began to fall down my face. Again, he can’t see me. Again, another excuse. The amount of times, disappointment, my long face. He doesn’t have any pain no, not sympathy, or feel like shit for the shit he’s done to me. Rejection, rejection, rejection. From the man who I have committed my time to, poured my love into, but split my heart in two. I loved you, and I still do. This happened, and I never wanted it to.
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I really wanted to go on ice cream dates with you. I wanted to try the fancy restaurants we’ve always wanted to try. I wanted you to plan something special. It doesn’t have to cost any money. I just want my time spent with you. Such a silly girl I am. Why am I dreaming? Dear God, I pray for strength.