love him all the same.

It's truly like I was given another chance so it's nice to know I don't bring death and destruction after all.

Beyond grateful.

Honestly, it makes me so emotional to think about cuz the neonate I found ~3 yrs ago only survived maybe a day and a half, despite our best efforts at that time. We were so grief stricken and got Cthulhu shortly after. It's still our inside joke that we got him out of grief, but it's true and we

well have been born around Halloween, so he's now our Halloween baby.

His 1 eye being open when we found him? Kittens can *begin* opening their eyes as early as 2 days! It's very likely the universe had the cat distribution system send this neonate my way around a week old, maybe barely that.

takes, I will find an employer that understands this.

chose to believe "it's not my problem, that won't be me."

And then they came for the rest who stayed quiet, and there was no one left to speak out on their behalf.

#complacencykills #complacencybreedscomplicity #firsttheycame #resist #denydefenddepose

were not immigrants.

Then they came for the trans people, and no one spoke out because they were not trans.

Then they came for the disabled, and no one spoke out even though they themselves were also disabled.

Then they came for the remaining minorities, and no one spoke out because they saw and

more difficult to remove until warmer weather arrives.

No matter what, inaction is what leads to complacency which leads to complicity which leads to the continuation of violence and stigma against EVERY marginalized group.

First they came for the immigrants, and no one spoke out because they

removed. The place is one of those liberal types where they're progressive enough, but will never make a definitive stance and, by extension, will never stand for anything which also makes the company complicit.

I'll still do it again next year, but maybe even sooner as it gets colder cuz it'll be

do fit.

Dammit I hate goodbyes, even if it's not forever.

seemed to be spelling the end on a wall only I could see. A message from the universe to me that I don't fit as well as I thought, that it's time to move on.

It hurts, but I have to trust that the "higher power" that led me here, and that now gently guides me out, is going to take me where maybe I

Call me crazy, but the music I'd play on repeat on my 3 CD turntable growing up I knew were human. We didn't have AI like today. If we knew what to look for, we could decide if we wanted the music or not. Almost as if making an informed decision.

Crazy, I know.