I love wood pigeons. I like all pigeons but the wood pigeon is my absolute favourite kind of bird. I like watching them bop about and I like their little affronted-looking faces. I like how they like to run more than fly and how they have some bully tendencies. They look like a teacher that taught at my high school called Mr Dowd and so I refer to them as this and collectively as Mr Dowds. This week in the wildlife photos on The Guardian there was a photo of one yawning and it’s so cute!

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I feel like I solved the puzzle! Or parts of it. I also feel like I’m going a bit crazy but at the same time I don’t think so. I usually have quite decent intuition. I didn’t solve the main part of the puzzle for a long time, years actually, close to ten. Then eventually I realised. Adding to that a strange Instagram account, certain phrases, actions or words dropped here and there. Just enough crumbs if people were to look, and I am looking. My interest has been piqued and I’m invested. I love stuff like this. Did you ...

On RC’s Lore project, he has a post that he’d written sometime asking women if they have any idea of how proud their dad is of them and I read it and thought, yeah, I’m well aware, that’s the problem. ...

Would you rather be with someone who has loved you from afar for 25 years or with someone you kind of get on with, like a sort of friend but more like an acquaintance? It’s two extremes in this programme. Let me give you more details.

Option 1:
Not only does Mr 25 Years know everything about you, but he has organised his entire life around you to the extent of going to the same middle school, high school and university. BUT THEN, also doing the same course as you at uni and entering the same company as you (the ...

I can only describe Pilates as the practice of trying to separate skeleton from body, bone from flesh. ...