the man who owns and runs the thai restaurant in my town knows me by name. he is one of the kindest and most thoughtful men i know. i started ordering from his place back in january, which was when i got my fibromyalgia diagnosis. back then i was using a walker, had limited mobility in my entire body but especially my hands, and was very visibly in pain. i always ordered the same thing: yellow curry with no meat, potatoes and carrots only (i have texture and other dietary issues). he always made it a point to make sure i could get out the door and carry the food safely. he had his workers package the food so that it was easier for me to open. as i kept coming back and i told him a little bit about my health status, he would always encourage me to keep going. he told me about how the spices he used were good for inflammation and began to edit the recipe just for me so that spices that were even better for fighting inflammation were used. he’d give me extra portions and despite the fact that i would tip every time, i realized later that he never charged my card for them. as time went on and my condition began to get better, especially with the help of a physical therapist, he would make encouraging remarks and tell me how happy he was for me. the day i came in without my walker, he practically jumped for joy, and despite my insistence, he gave me my meal for free that day. i continue to make progress with my conditions and i continue to go to the thai place. this man who does not know me personally and who i hardly know anything about is one of my favorite people. it’s interactions with humans like these that make loving life easier. and his curry really does help my chronic condition. it’s comfort food taken to the next level.
are you okay i noticed you reblogging "a raven with a damaged wing. it can still fly with ease" again
I refuse to believe this did not happen in canon
Aang consistently forgetting he’s the most powerful human alive will never not be funny to me
the queen who jumped on it and took it down
Same little girl who gets the close- up when the dragon first approaches. Her shield is upside down, her sword is bent and nearly broken, and she looks terrified and near tears... and she charges.
Since it is so likely that children will meet cruel enemies, let them at least have heard of brave knights and heroic courage"
- CS Lewis.
i fucking hate the “this is the good luck post.” Girl stop contributing to a superstitious environment with ur anecdotes there’s a million goddamn notes on it it’s statistically reasonable that a bunch of people remember the good things that happen after they reblog it
this is the statistically reasonable post, reblogging it will have no effect except for putting this post on your blog
guys this post really works! I reblogged it and it really did put the post on my blog! you need to try it!
"my name is pattie gonia and i'm backpacking 100 miles in drag to try to raise $1,000,000 for 8 outdoor nonprofits. here goes nothing."
Post by @ pattiegonia.
They did it!!
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