- parents: So, what did you do this weekend?
- me: Oh, you know. Work. Choir. The usual.
- parents: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAW
- me: WHAT?
- parents: why aren't you going out with your friends have you been to quidditch practice yet what about that tolkien club who are you eating with you work too hard go out and do things are you having fun we just want you to have fun we don't think you are you should do that-
- me: ... I hope you realize that this is not the way this conversation is meant to go.
Does it ever freak you guys out to think that these historical figures actually existed
like sometimes I’m just sitting there and I think like
Robespierre was real he was walking around and talking to people and there’s a way he looked and smiled that we’ll never fully be able to understand as students of history
I don’t know this sounds stupider now that I type it out
I mean, of course I know they were real people but it’s one thing to look at portraits all day and another to think of these figures as living, breathing entities who could have passed you on the street or spoken to you or did normal every day things
idk it’s freaky to me
“It’s to remind me to be more aggressive.”