Falling Off the Back of a Dragon
In which I once again learn a little bit about life, and the questionable necessity of fighting demon-kings, from a video game.
In which I once again learn a little bit about life, and the questionable necessity of fighting demon-kings, from a video game.
Watching GLASS ONION, I found myself getting nostalgic. Nostalgic, for a fucking pandemic. For a time when it seemed like people actually gave a shit about COVID.
Christmas doesn’t have to be more than a bright spot in a dark night – even if that light’s only reruns flickering on a boxy TV as you’re huddled beneath hospital blankets.