I am so jealous. If I could meet one person in the world it would be Dolly. She is my absolute hero. I don't even think I'd be able to speak, I would just start crying.
Spoiler, that link is appalling and managed to pop up a bunch of weird shit on my phone despite all my blockers.
It's weird, right? As long as I am being a helper I can do anything. I think this is a pretty big clue that we should value ourselves as much as we do our friends!
I spend 9-12 hours a day working on a computer listening to audio on headphones. I am so glad my workplace decided to go fully and permanently remote. I can't imagine a situation where me being in an office would improve my work performance in any way.
However, my partner hates working from home and desperately missed having an office to go to during the pandemic. His company closed their office as well, so now he just meets up with his boss a few times a week to work at a cafe or something. I wouldn't mind that but I have a ton of peripherals I need to use in addition to my computer and the couple times I've tried it has been more irritating than anything else to lug everything around and spend 15 minutes setting everything up.
I really like this take and love it when I come across it in media.
Fair enough! I do use it pretty frequently. I would really like it if someone said that to me, so maybe it isn't as impolite as I perceive it. Thanks.
This is great and something I also strive for. I find often that I gravitate towards other neurodiverse folks, and knowing that someone else is having difficulty navigating a given situation often makes me feel like not only that I can step up and help them, but that I want to do so. I wouldn't if it was just me, but I will always order coffee for my BFF rather than making her have a social interaction I know she is worried about. I'll also happily make phone calls to doctors or to set appointments for friends and I would rather die on the floor than do it for myself. This might be a clue to ways around my social anxiety, if I could learn to treat myself as a friend who needs help.
I collect special interests, usually related generally to weird history and hobbies. Currently my obsessions are M/M historical romance novels (I've read/listened to ~60 this year so far), knitting lace shawls, and succulents, but only two specific genuses (Haworthia and Crassula). These things take up all my non-work waking hours and most of my waking thoughts.
Hail yourself! I was just scrolling back to see if anyone had met any of the boys. I am sad I haven't met any of them yet. Seems like all of them would be excellent folks to get a beer and talk about weird shit with. It's strange how parasocial relationships work. I've been listening to them twice a week for 8 years and feel like they're my friends.