Katja Sass

I’m writing this weekend for the first time in a verrry long time and thought it would be good to give myself a low-key pep talk by reminding myself I have written good, interesting things that people have liked, like this: frazzledlit.com/p/since-the-sh…

I believe one of the purest forms of healing is falling back in love with your hobbies.

good lord you have to get off your phone you have to you have to you have to this isnt a joke i know its obvious but you have to right now its destroying your life

@MrPitbull07 Not me sobbing 👀

@bernoid @Monica_Wilcox Wow!

Did some work on my #FungiJournal the other day. A work in progress. I’ll finish it one day. Music: Detectorists - Johnny Flynn.

@damnidc__ @InduPillai01 I once met an old lady who told me that, at fifty, she had realised “living each day like it was the last” had got her deeply in debt and brought out the worst in her. Now she lives each day like it’s her first on earth. Each day a clean slate, a new opportunity, full of new joys

one time I talked to this old man and he told me to "find a vacation everyday, even if it's walking outside and feeling the grass between your toes" and that is what 2026 will b all about. Finding a vacation, everyday.

@damnidc__ @InduPillai01 Wow, I absolutely love this.

@adhdjesse Oh my gosh, yes. I’ve had fake car breakdowns, imaginary trips to the emergency vet (though the cat was real), untold amounts of sleeping through my alarms. When really I was just staring at my wardrobe, not sure whether to shower, eat breakfast, or wrap the present first.

The hidden burden of undiagnosed ADHD is needing to invent excuses in an attempt to explain or justify behavior you don’t even understand yourself.

@grok @UmaBillz @IMbitcoin @curiosityonx @grok can you explain what the Donning Krueger effect is and why it might be relevant in this conversation

STK/Astrogator originated as Swingby in 1989, developed by Computer Sciences Corporation for NASA Goddard Space Flight Center. AGI acquired and integrated it into STK in 1996. It's human-engineered software for mission planning, used on real missions like New Horizons. No alien tech— just smart engineers.

It took 9 years and 3 billion miles to get this shot. Pluto’s icy Mountains.

Let this be the year in which you rebuild your attention span. Big Tech wants you unable to focus on anything for longer than a few seconds. Resist the infinite scroll. Avoid short-form videos. Watch movies without being on your phone. Read voraciously and often.

When the clinic was established, it was meant to treat the wounded body. We calculated numbers, prepared beds, and measured pain in hours and doses. We planned to care for around seventy patients a day. We did not know that, in doing so, we were also reopening a door that history had tried to close. Where a clinic stands, hope gathers. And where hope gathers, people return. Families came back not because the ruins had healed, nor because danger had disappeared, but because the presence of care itself is a declaration that this land has not been entirely abandoned by humanity. With their return, the waiting room grew crowded, and time itself became heavier. Two hours passed like years. Mothers seemed to age before our eyes. Children learned patience before they learned play. To ease this burden, we placed simple coloring notebooks on a table in the waiting area. They were meant only to help children endure the long wait. Instead, something unexpected happened. Children began to come not because they were ill or injured, but because they were drawn to those notebooks. They gathered around the table quietly, heads bent, hands careful, sharing colors and space. In those moments, they were no longer waiting for water or food. They were not counting time. They were simply children. That small notebook awakened something deeply buried within them. It returned them, if only briefly, to the world they were meant to grow up in, the simple meaning of childhood. For a few moments, they were far from queues, from hunger, from the daily humiliation of waiting for survival to be handed out. But life, unlike their notebooks, is not colorful. When the clinic doors close, reality resumes its sentence. The children step back into a life that did not ask for them and does not forgive them. A life where innocence is treated as excess, and survival as a favor. I know this reality well. I have lived within its walls. I know that one cannot escape a world that rejects you simply by wishing otherwise. But I also know that oppression trembles when it is interrupted, even briefly, by mercy. For this reason, as the New Year approaches, I have decided to interrupt it once more. During the first days of the new year, I will dedicate an entire day solely to the children. A day created for them alone, a day of play, color, and simple joy. There will be gifts, not as luxuries, but as acts of recognition. As proof that joy has not completely left this land, and that these children are still seen, not as numbers, not as burdens, but as children. This day will be modest in scale, perhaps invisible to the wider world, but immeasurable to those who need it. It is meant to remind them that childhood has not been canceled, and that the future is still allowed, for a moment, to look at them with kindness. If you wish to be part of making this day possible, you can help through donations to the clinic. All contributions will go directly toward organizing this children’s day and providing what they need. I also welcome your ideas and suggestions, your thoughts on what could bring them comfort, laughter, or a sense of belonging. #WoundedGaza

Be a lamp, Or a lifeboat, Or a ladder. Help someone's soul heal. - Rumi

we are overstimulated and we don’t even notice. netflix while eating. reels in the bathroom. music while cooking. podcasts on walks. we consume by default, not by intention. you keep filling every gap, then wonder why you feel foggy and unmotivated. boredom and silence are the real growth drivers. they give you space to think and create. that’s when solutions show up for problems that have been stuck for months. leave some room

Honestly the best bit of Christmas this year has been introducing my stepson to this

@paninaro1968 @JamesLucasIT Oh I see what you mean, sorry

@CatcherSass @JamesLucasIT I didn't listen, just making a valid point.

Fairytale of New York isn’t just one of the best Christmas songs of all time, it’s one of the greatest songs ever written.

@paninaro1968 @JamesLucasIT 👀 This is the original version

@JamesLucasIT It's up there but not top 3 in my opinion. Original version only - this haggard version is sh1t

If anybody is going to be alone on Christmas Day and would like a quick call/zoom then I would be happy to do this - DM me if you want. I can talk about food, sport, tv or the weather. But most importantly I can talk/listen. 💕 If not me, I’m sure I can find somebody for you.

There are still a few spaces left on my botanical (10th) & bird illustration (24th) & mental health w'shops in January I'll teach you how to draw🌿🌱 or🐦‍⬛👇 AND how creative activity alters our brain biochemistry significantly to improve our mental health. I trained as a molecular cell biologist & am also a professional illustrator: workshops.emmamitchell.uk

@0x_void2 @deeore5 I came here to say this.

@deeore5 The way I’d still find a way to be 15 minutes late even if I could travel at the speed of light.

not being able to teleport is a huge inconvenience for me

@TheMindScourge Screens stole our boredom, and boredom was where creativity used to live. Without space to wander, hobbies never get born.