Sarah Benchley

@strangeweather3.bsky.social

Currently unemployed writer. Gymnerd. Antifascist. Maker of typos. Collector of dust. Occupied Duwamish Territory. "Where are we going and why are we in this handcart??"

This asshole backed his SUV up to the front of the store and has been idling his engine there for the last 20 minutes. I want to tell him to take his exhaust and shove it up his arse but that would be bad customer service.

September 11, 2001. I'd just turned 22. My daughter was 4. I had to go to work at one of my 3 PT jobs. I was 🍇d 4 days later. I lost one of my jobs for no-call-no-show the next day. My bf left me to stay friends w my 🍇ist. The bottom fell out of absolutely everything in those few days.

It's Labor Day and I'm house-sitting. Kids are playing outside and the smell of cookout is in the air. More things that remind me that not everything sucks, not everyone is awful, and there is still good in the world.