I love people who teach me something new. Expand my mind. Talk to me about the universe. Share your dreams with me. Take me on a mental trip.
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when i was 12 i babysat this girl for a few years and she would come to me and show me her art, drag me by my wrists and point at the pieces she’d made during the week. and she’d be like “do the voice” and i’d put on a sports-announcer olympics-style voice and be like “such form! this level of coloring! why i haven’t seen such perfection in crayola in a long time. and what is this? why jeff, now this is a true risk… it seems she’s made … a monochrome pink canvas…. i haven’t seen this attempted since winter 1932… and i gotta say, jeff, it’s absolutely splendid” and she’d fall back giggling. at the end of every night she’d check with me: “did you really like it?” and i’d say yes and talk about something i noticed and tucked her in.
she was just accepted into 3 major art schools. she wrote me a letter. inside was a picture from when she was younger. monochrome pink.
“thank you,” it said, “to somebody who saw the best in me.”
Instilling confidence in children, or anyone, is the very best thing a person can do.
A girl I used to babysit is a big shot animator now and I’m so immensely proud of her like all the time.
me: gets a solid 8 hrs of sleep
me: wakes up exhausted
me: ok first of all
if you fucking yell at me i will fucking shut down completely don’t fucking yell at me
Me: *starts crying*
Me to myself: omg here go your lil crybaby ass…
Me before an exam: I’ve studied, I remember this, I’m ok
Me during an exam: oh my god I’ve forgotten my name