Interesting. As women tend to combat vaginal dryness later in life, guidelines like these are especially needed there. Pretty sure you very easily fall into a vicious circle of lubing, ruining cells which produce any remaining lube -> lubing even more. I guess the bottom line is to buy water-based lubes with some sort of an organic “gel” source and avoid propylene glycol/tons of glycerine/detergets (though those are harder to detect by name).

is probably even margarine in this case

This is pretty interesting. I mean I’ve seen dogs dream vividly and am not quite sure how much I believe all them Babe the Pig-alike movies. :)

But I think the definition of a thought is a problem here. Everything we say (or contemplate of saying or trying to remember) is also a thought which precedes our verbal output. Those thoughts will inevitably be in a language of our preference. And actually in process of learning a new language that is often times the pivotal point - once your thoughts switch to a new language, you know you adapted it.

Also -1 here. I was convinced throughout my studies that my university was being super cheap on the projectors, getting always some shitty, soft ones. Ranted about it the whole time. Wish it was the beamers.

I think it’s Lay it on me by Vance Joy. It has a part about him being sad, then there is love, and then an instrumental chorus to which I dance to (given a chance). I guess I find it pretty uplifting.

I am 10% into Lonesome Dove. Many people swear by it and to me has East of Eden vibes. I find the story a little slow but then there were a couple of scenes (all of which involved pigs) that made me laugh out loud. So far - worth it.

I’ll suggest you what another user here on Lemmy suggested to me: Replay by Ken Grimwood. Topic is re-living life, there is a love story involved, relatively short and easily written but good - you won’t need much brain to keep track of what’s up but it is still a quality read.

I think my hand-wash-only, pure-wool sweater believes by now that the bottom of the wash bin is where it belongs.

This is beautifully said. There had been moments in my life when I’d be so very happy that I would indeed close my eyes, take a deep breath and appreciate the moment. When there is nothing to bug you in the back of your mind to ruin the setting, such moments are beautiful and I agree, could be described as pure joy.

Also, metals can easily accommodate varying number of electrons in the electron shells of their atoms and still be stable. That makes them very good to quickly store and release electrons which means they can help say transfer molecules around (iron for transport of gasses), scavenge free radicals (e.g. manganese) etc.

This is excellent!

It can really depend where you live so I think the first advise is to take it easy on yourself.

• It is ok to combine ways of transports, say cycle to the first train/bus then load the bike on it/park at the station
• Start with a sturdier bike, the one which is bigger and more visible in traffic and gives you a better sense of control.
• don’t expect cars to respect you because you cycle or to know what to do around you. Bad drivers are everywhere. Don’t try to prove points. Safety is more important than ego.
• get yourself a good, large backpack. This will be your new back seat
• Take taxi/uber when needed. I once arrived to a friend’s wedding held out of town in a taxi and literally everybody I knew there looked at me as I was either a fool or a millioner. The bill was like 35$. Way cheaper than owning a car.

Lastly, enjoy how good you will feel. Climate protection and all that is great but your body will love you for it and you will feel it. Good luck

Trees! Those big, old giants which make you feel like they are indeed harboring some ancient wisdom, being there, in the same spot years before you, barely brushed by the passing of time. And then if they are evergreen not even season affects them - they just keep on existing, all tall and gracious. How awesome is that.