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In one of my ADHD groups, a question about motivation and inability to start came up. This is one of the comments:

"Mel Robbins (who is also ADHD) talks about 54321-go. She wrote a whole book on it, but its mainly as soon as you think of something or have / want to do something, you count down from 5 to 1 then MOVE YOUR BODY TOWARDS WHAT EVER IT IS YOU NEED TO DO before your brain can talk you out of it. There loads of neuroscience why this works and before I was diagnosed I used this technique all the time. From getting out of bed, to getting a shower, to reading, stopping scrolling, stopping watching tv to literally everything if I needed to. I still do. It really helps me. And like you say, once you get started its okay, and then the dopamine kicks in. She did a talk on it, I think if you google it will come up. Also, tyrosine and theanine is good for me too. Hope this helps."

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I looked it up and I'm going to try it.

https://kaizenlife.org/2018/01/20/the-5-second-rule-54321-go/

also a poem from the new, unreleased collection. very possibly my own all-time favourite.

no more marvel. no more booktok books with the same cover. no more poetry collections that are written solely for the quotes to circulate online. no more songs written with the intention of going viral. please i’m begging.

since I know you boys love welding how does this interior image of a tesla that costs 130 grand make you feel?

Finally, some good news.

👉🏿 https://www.nytimes.com/2021/12/16/health/abortion-pills-fda.html

Flower jewels (glass, gold, enamel, diamonds, gemstones) by René Lalique

A playlist for brief days and muted nights — everything asleep beneath the cloth of winter, and you are alone, alive, awake.

Source 

"A wilderness you kinda miss"

'Monkey' (/destined one) x reader | Oneshot

reader is gender neutral! no physical appearance of the reader is mentioned (other than him thinking your attractive, lol)

trigger warnings: suggestive, with a mention of being naked with intimate kissing and some arousal at one point. but nothing explicit happens! either way, minors DNI !

word count: 2053

note: reader is a human who tags along with him (for whatever reason y'all want to imagine), reader has been traveling with him for about a year. the two of you decide to warm up and wash up at a nearby hot spring.. where he realizes something about himself that he enjoys, but is also scared by..

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Luck is a virtue that doesn't bless many; opening a window can let in a butterfly, just as easily as it can let in the rain. This was something that the destined one knew very well.. This journey was fraught with many surprises - of which you and him were both that in your own rights. Your existence and subsequent insertion into the journey make things.. Interesting, and a bit complicated. He wasn’t the easiest person to get along with, that he won’t deny. But- you were an average mortal.. Meanwhile he was a determined and courageous warrior, driven by a sense of duty to fulfill his destiny and restore Sun Wukong to his former glory! He's gone toe to toe with many beasts and monsters, many of whom could strike down even some of the gods, and has even fought fellow ‘demons’ like himself. All in pursuit of his goal, and never once has he been bested in combat, though he did have a few close calls when he first set out on this quest. And that's where they (you) come in.. this mortal that he cannot get rid of or shake off of his trail, who seems so intent on aiding him.. He didn’t deny such assistance, as having someone to watch your back is very useful in lands like these, where danger lurks around every corner, and which tries to strike you down during every blink you take. Even if you were a mortal, who had no magical abilities or really any combative skills, you still somehow kept pace with him, and even helped point out things he somehow didn’t notice himself. That was something of which he both respected and appreciated. Honestly, he had never known such care, having been a loner practically all his life back on mount huoguo..

You were a powerless mortal, someone who posed no threat to him whatsoever. So.. if that's the case, why did he feel all of his hair bristle and stand on end when you looked at him? How he had to pin down his tail to keep it from wagging like some mutt every time you complimented him after killing a beast blocking your path with a single blow, and even how he had to hold his breath to try and stop his heart from beating loud enough to deafen himself - fearful that somehow or someway, you might hear it? It both confused and frustrated him. He had always been more on the quiet side, occasionally letting out a response to your questions, telling you a battle story from before he met you - in a bragging sort of way, or even a quirky taunt to an adversary at the very least.. but he found himself unable to utter a single sound every time you locked eyes with him. He wasn't sure how to feel about it at first, or even what these feelings meant. He didn’t dare ask anyone for advice in fear of embarrassing himself and losing his well known persona of ‘suave and well put together warrior who cannot be swayed by anything’.. Which was hard to not lose hold of when he was constantly fretting over you and your safety or health, while also trying to act unbothered by it all. It made him feel weak and pathetic, like some sort of civilian.. He was a warrior for goodness sake! But, suppose’ it can’t be helped.. Afterall, you could die from any little thing! Mortals aren’t (seemingly) impervious like he is.. Sure he knew you weren’t completely fragile, but maybe it didn’t feel that way when he carried you so gently - as though you were made of glass - when you both needed to cross a gap without a bridge or had to fly on his nimbus cloud to pass certain areas that he deemed too dangerous for you to exist in. How his gaze never left your direction whenever you both set up camp or were foraging for some food, or simply just walking..

This time however, he.. Didn’t feel justified in his staring. He hoped you never noticed how he could never take his eyes off of you, but if you did.. You’d certainly pick up on how, right now, it was as if he thought looking at you would turn him to stone or something! The two of you had decided to make a pit stop at a nearby hot spring after setting up camp for the night. At first, he didn’t seem interested in it, but when you told him it would ease his sore muscles - he complied, knowing self care was important even though he often pushed himself too far without regard for that. You sat across each other in the pool of warm and partly steaming water, which was sizable enough for you both to stretch out if you wanted without invading each other's space. He had his arms crossed against his hairy chest, with his head leaned back against a stone. Staring up at the moon and all its fullness.. trying to look anywhere but at you. He felt your gaze stabbing through him, but didn’t give in. you wondered what he was thinking, or why he was suddenly acting like you had the plague. It both annoyed and worried you.. Was it because the both of you were nude? Has he never seen another person's body before? You’d understand if it was just that, but.. He had been acting like this beforehand, so you doubted it was the only reason.

“Are you gonna stay quiet, or are we gonna talk? I think silence can be comfortable, but recently you’ve made it more.. Conflicting. Is something wrong?”

Upon hearing your words, you saw him squeeze his eyes shut for a moment, while sucking in a deep breath and holding it for a moment. You sat there in suspense, waiting for his answer, but he didn’t respond.. Acting like he didn’t hear you. With a huff, you decided to take matters into your own hands. You slid through the water, with him seeming to not notice the water as it rippled and sloshed from you heading over to him. Upon you reaching him, you stood up out of the water in front of him. Which caught his attention, as he tilted his head back down - his eyes meeting yours. He then noticed you were standing bare - longer shielded by the water, and were in very close proximity to him, while staring at him with quite a lot of intensity as you placed your hands on your hips in an annoyed manner.

He felt his body temperature increase, staring from the center of his chest before rising towards his head, blazing in his ears. It was bubbling up in his throat in an almost uncomfortable way, as he began to have a wonderful tingling feeling in his chest. he felt as though he had stepped out of a cool air conditioned room, and stood underneath the violent summer sun. without any sunscreen or an umbrella, laying his heart out bare on a grill and watching as the smoke billowed from the core. the sizzling sound of it being ripped apart at the seams from the heat in front of his very eyes until there was nothing left, filled his ears.. and yet, the heart beat was all he could hear, it was almost deafening. And it only got worse once you leaned forwards and placed your hands on his shoulders, keeping him sitting - to insure he wouldn’t run away.

“We’re talking, whether you like it or not! Monkey, tell me what's wrong. please..”He gulped, and just nodded. Being unable to resist your plea, knowing how genuine you were in your care for him at this moment. He tried his best to keep his eyes locked with yours, but couldn’t keep them from wandering slightly, scanning your body. Regardless of how you viewed yourself, he thought you were the most breathtaking being.. Thinking you must have been sculpted by one of the gods. He couldn’t fathom why you chose to stay by his side, in spite of his flaws and inhuman appearance.. He didn’t view himself as ugly, but.. He knows he’s not the common human ideal of attractive, either. He felt sinful for thinking these thoughts, not just because he was supposed to be an iron glad warrior with an unbreakable goal.. Bit, also because he felt like he didn’t deserve you. That you were way out of his league, and that he felt blessed to even stand near you - let alone bath with you..! It was difficult, you could tell, but he managed to speak after a long pause of silence.

“I know I treat others, and you, like you cannot reach me.. That I am above all life due to my role in the world, due to what I am destined to do. But, to me, you were more than just a person. You were- are, a place where I finally feel at home. I feel as though you have wormed your way under my skin, and latched down.. Unable to be ripped out. Im.. im meant to be powerful, one of the strongest beings out there! but.. When I am with you, when you look at me, i.. I feel so weak. I feel as though I melt, like snow under the summer sun. I am unable to think right when I hear you speak, when you laugh.. I thought I hated it, I thought you placed a hex on me somehow- but.. I realized, I quite.. liked it. I’ve.. never felt this alive before, and.. It makes me worried. If I keep feeling like this, what will happen? Will I no longer be vigilant? Will I lose focus on my mission? Will I start slacking, causing you to get hurt by something I could have parried if only I weren't so distracted by your glory?! I.. I'm sorry, this is unprofessional of me. I just–”As he ranted, you felt a surge of confidence swell through you. This is how he felt? Really?? You couldn’t recall anyone before who had thought of you in such a tender or intense way. And before he could continue his ramblings, you cut him off - shutting him up with a kiss. Your lips locking with his, causing him to let out a short muffled gasp of surprise, before leaning into the kiss - cupping your face with his hands, as his tail wrapped around both of your legs, to keep you steady. The moon, with all her might, illuminated the both of you.. as fireflies flickered in and out of existence around the water. All that could be heard were distant crickets, and the deafening drumming of your hearts.. As your kissing became like a passionate flame, hands began to wander, and lips found their holding on opposing necks..

he loved how it felt when his heart raced - he was enraptured by how you made him feel. He loved how much he loved you. you were the one thing keeping him sane, keeping him from.... Well, he won't dwell on that. but at the same time.. it hurt him so very much, it hurt that he couldn't express himself the way he wanted to, or the way that you probably expected him to.. Especially so with emotions and love. that he couldn't shout from the rooftops how much you meant to him. not without putting you at risk, with all the enemies he had accumulated over the years. He knew you wouldn't willingly harm him, but he was afraid of being hurt again, a common fear for sure. although he would be seen as either looking like a deer in headlights from your point of view.. he hoped you didn't notice how warm he felt. He hoped his body heat didn't scold off your perfect skin as he held you in that already warm water. But he wanted you to always know, and hoped you could tell through his gaze, that you were his everything. That you are his everything. And that nothing and no one could ever change that, for if they tried - they’d wind up at the end of his staff and put 6 ft under the hearty soil of the earth..