THAT ONE EGG WAS FORTY EGGS?

Out in pennsyltucky?

My wife doesn’t love multi day backpacking. But she loves the glimpse of how I am and how we are - during that time.

Our priorities - Stay warm, stay dry, fetch and purify water, hike the right distances to get out with food in hand, packing and unpacking our gear, avoid dangerous wildlife, cook, sleep.

When every day that’s your goal state it’s super simple - stress is actually just a response to things that might kill you again. And not 20 steps away from it. “I might perform poorly, my clothes might not be appropriate for the job, I’m running 3 minutes behind - which may cost me my job, which could be long term, and financially we won’t recover, and then we might lose the house or starve”. Up against “I need water and dry clothes”.

Got it so I am not on the lemmy death star just a lemmy destroyer. (If things went south)

Awesome thanks! I will scan around for a couple weeks and then register into a new account. Being a reddifugee with the recent censorship and a big “Center for humane tech” nerd am excited to be shifting in a better direction - so will for sure be invested in server and site health.

Got it. Is there a way for me to transfer or do you just register into a new account once I figure out the best server for me?

I love Chad Lawsons album “Breathe” but haven’t told a single soul IRL. Will listen in my car during long commutes.

His description on irreplaceable, fields of forever and letting go really hit hard during the listen.

So if the idea is people only want status from listening or social drivers to land the act. Then I’m an outlier. Haha. Because I’m so self conscious of the projection of “the type” that listens to it I avoid being seen or known as a listener. If stopped at a light or pulling into a lot will turn it all the way down lol

I didn’t really understand this on the way in. Is there an explanation somewhere. I found a mobile browser app and it sort of stuck me on one without me being able to select.

I think I’m with lemme ee?

Scream loudly if you carry a little orange dick.

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