keeping it cute
What season is this? Doubled-over Santas after a long night out, animatronic reindeer skeletons lit up from the inside. It's wild out here.
I wish it had been a dream I could just wake up from. All the men were women, the women men. Not in the ugly way unfunny comedians have been mocking gender expression forever, but in a real way: when women are growing in beard hairs and men can't stop crying for no reason, run through with rage, nausea, rolling on the floor with cramps. Exhausted from years of worried sleeplessness, trying to take care of everyone and everything, but having to keep it cute. That's what it was like.