Had a fantastic dream while napping earlier. Not only did I get to make out with Tom Hiddleston, I got to smoosh my face against Mark’s tummy. My brain needs to give me more happy dreams like that.
It’s two seasons too late for this observation, but I just saw the post with Naomi’s office windows colored in what the OP said was the bisexual flag. I’ll be honest, I thought it referred to dawn, as in Cas is waking from the dark night that was his reprogramming. In the ‘let there be light’ sort of way.
Am I alone in this interpretation?
Few things are more aggravating than when your own family doesn’t get it. I have had to explain my physical condition to my own family more times than to complete strangers, who get that by being without a large intestine, I have different dietary needs. They get it in seconds. My own boss was like, ‘Does that mean you can eat whatever you want and not gain weight?’. Yes. Yes, I can. The fat has nothing to cling to. It’s out of me before it even has a chance to set up shop. My cholesterol is stellar despite the amount of fat and salt I consume. My BODY tells me when I need more of these things. It’s basic fucking biology.