bleh hit back on a long post i was writing. tldr, from ages like 10-25 my entire life was divided into 1-3 year chunks depending on what piece of media i was fucking obsessed with at the time, it would define my entire life and thought process. but these days i just don't have the spare time or energy to fuel that level of passion and it's kind of a bummer. i'm supposedly into the murderbot diaries right now but it takes me over 10 seconds to remember that, and i haven't drawn a single thing for it, and i haven't gone searching for fan content past my initial fic spree and one twitter search and one cohost search. who even am i now. full time milf and small business owner i guess
