I hate to say it, but maybe we should acknowledge the elephant in the room… and ask them how they’d wear it.

Oh Jianyu, such wisdom in a soul so brand frickin new.

Oof not sure the 128 packs were even a thing in my day! Just fell down a rabbit hole on how the colours are all different now, as are the names, many of which are puns rather than descriptive (I agree with those that needed an update culturally - eg flesh tone, Indian red etc) just shows you can never go home again.

I just remembered something I haven’t thought about in a lifetime. The giant box of Crayola crayons I had as a kid - had a crappy plastic sharpener built into the box. It would tear the paper and take chunks out of the crayons but still, I used it.

Woo-wah-WaHah!

Easter displays get earlier and earlier every year. I’m sick of this constant stream of commercialised “holiday” occasions!

Despondent, we collect here,

No fight left in our souls,

We heal through immolation,

Our torture ends in coals.