Living on Autopilot

by on October 17, 2022 at 12:01 am
Posted In: Diaries

I’ve been living on autopilot for the last year or so, just going from one task to the next and doing most of it on autopilot. The good thing about having OCD is that my systems have organizational systems to keep them in line, so I can mostly operate by just following previous examples and keep on going on. My higher mind has not needed to be involved a lot, which considering how many times I’ve come home and just sat down in a chair and gone to sleep is a good thing. The suboptimal thing about living on autopilot is that new situations can slip by without a notice. Something like this happened recently, and the “bad idea fairy” did not bonk me upside the head to warn me because I wasn’t thinking. It was both serious and not serious. Nothing truly bad happened, but if I spent time with less honorable people it could have. And it would have been someone else who got hurt. Thank God I surround myself with good people. This last few months would have been so different otherwise.

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Rosalie and Rosalind

by on October 16, 2022 at 12:01 am
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Me, Rosalie, and Rosalind were partners in the tour guide service from basically the moment we were old enough to do the tour guide thing until… until all of that ceased to matter to any of us. Even them getting old enough to realize they liked boys didn’t break up our little working group. We were basically the perfect team, and me and them had this whole act we could do tied up and blind folded if need be. The vacationers loved it, and the tour service kept us together all the way through high school and beyond. Them dating other boys didn’t break up our working group. Even me starting to realize they were girls, and that girls were kinda awesome in a lot of ways I hadn’t thought about before then, failed to break us up. I thank God that those two girls were smart enough to handle me with a deft hand when I got rascally. They never humiliated me, or led me on in any way. They never made me settle with just being friends. Friendship was the goal with them.

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Rosalie and Rosalind

by on October 15, 2022 at 12:01 am
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Rosalie and Rosalind took to water like an Arnami. Not joking. They could do everything but breathe underwater, and they had some of the healthiest lungs I ever imagined on a pair of girls. I’m serious here. They could hold their breath for minutes without even trying. We swam together all over the lakes and rivers of Northern Minnesota, and went to the Arnami towns at the bottoms of most of those bodies of water. It’s a different world down there, with the water all around you, supporting you and keeping gravity at bay, and I can see why the Arnam love it so much. Rosalie and Rosalind loved it too. There were no vacationers down there. No one ogling them or trying to get in their pants. The Arnam truly are Alien in that way, and those two girls loved to go down and just relax with them. And I joined them every chance I got.

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Rosalie and Rosalind

by on October 14, 2022 at 12:01 am
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Rosalie and Rosalind were some of my best friends growing up. We explored the forests together, we did the whole Boy and Girl Scouts thing together. Eagles all the way. We did the tour guides for vacationers thing, and showed them wildlife they’d never imagined existed. We grew up learning everything about the land and animals around us, and learning how to show off everything to people who’d never guessed what the open world could be like. We got to know which animals were normal and which ones were as smart as us, and we worked with them to keep the dangerous animals away from our tour spots. We worked with them to put on wild life shows for visitors that never did realize we were working with truly sentient partners. Me and those girls did everything together from the moment I was aware to the time they started dating.

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Rosalie and Rosalind

by on October 13, 2022 at 12:01 am
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I grew up with Rosalie and Rosalind. They were twins, and they did everything together. Absolutely everything. We were knocking each other upside the heads with plushy toys long before I knew there was a difference between boys and girls. And they may have been the first girls I noticed when I started to realize there was. Not that anything came of it, you understand. They’d figured out the difference long before me and were already dating. They found themselves a pair of twins from… Arkansas if I remember correctly. One of those Southern States. Those boys came up to vacation every summer, let me tell you. Never missed a single day they could spend with those two girls, and kept in virtual contact the rest of the year. It pains me to admit it, but they were actually good boys. Exactly the kind of boys Rosalie and Rosalind deserved if I’m being honest. And yes, I am very biased on that subject.

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