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samwrights · 4 years

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I’m sorry but ukai with a breeding kink😳yes PLEASE

I swear I saw another ask that asked for Ukai with an impreg kink

*ahem* anyways—WOW this one was a doozy but holy shit did I have fun writing it. 11k words you guys. 11. K. It is a lot so grab some cocoa or coffee and a blanket because this is a read. It even has to be split into two parts because I hit the fucking text limit, BUT this also means there is no actual smut in this portion. You can find that here.

If you guys need some ear candy, I recommend the following:

Day N Nite (Crooker’s Remix) by Kid Cudi

Pursuit of Happiness (Extended version with Steve Aoki) by Kid Cudi

Breaking Me by Topic

C’Mon by Ke$ha

Flannel by The Cardboard Swords (it has to be sad somewhere)

Magic in the Hamptons by Social House

Fun fact: Ke$ha was actually the primary inspiration for this fic and for DJ!Ukai. God bless her.

Warnings: language, nicotine and alcohol consumption, implied drug use, implied emotionally abusive relationship, breeding/impreg kink, dirty talk, rough sex, risky sex, road head, slight dub-con, praise, multiple smut scenes, 3rd person POV reader-insert—because the word ‘you’ just didn’t seem to fit.

Without further ado, please enjoy the filthy depths of my brain followed by a relatively happy ending that I’ve titled, “Between the Lines’” :-)

“You’ve been more tired lately, and you’re showing up right when practice starts. Is everything okay?” Was the question that Takeda had asked Ukai Keishin that haunted him for years to come. Sure, he had wanted to gain more independence from his parents, wanted to start being more adult-like and take over the mortgage and the bills so his parents could finally rest. At the age of twenty-six, it seemed like a good idea at the time. With four years passing, however, Keishin was so damn tired, but it wasn’t like he could just stop working.

He was still tending to crops every morning, tending to the shop, coaching for Karasuno, but in the four years time, he had adopted one more job on the weekends—Ukai Keishin was a local nightclub DJ. He’d discovered the job opportunity one fateful night that he was out with his friends from the neighborhood association. To this day, he was still unsure of why he was approached with the job, especially considering he didn’t know the first thing about being a DJ, but the woman who had offered him the position had taught him everything he needed to know.

It turned out that he had a natural affinity for the position, seeing as he was still at it years later under the alias Spira. Ukai kept telling himself that he would quit the gig eventually because there was no way he could continue working four jobs—it was inhuman and the money didn’t even really matter to him. Okay, that last one is a lie; his DJ gig has been a substantial contributor to his savings funds to the point where he was even able to afford a newer, larger, (and slightly) used SUV in full compared to his tiny, old yellow beater. Even his mortgage bills were starting to look less daunting with the current cash flow.

Who needs sleep anyway? Ukai survived and thrived off of nicotine and caffeine anyway. Besides, sleep was the last thing on his mind whenever he set foot into the club. It was impossible to think of anything other than the writhing bodies of sweaty, young adults that were already drunk or high or were practically fucking each other with their clothes on. Perhaps that was part of the reason Keishin felt the need to quit this job—he was envious. Envious of the fact that he never got to indulge in his youth like these kids did; he started working and helping his family out right away after college. Sure, he went out here and there, but these twenty-something-year-olds were living their best life, while he was thirty and catering to their whims.

To say he was a bit bitter would be an understatement.

Bitterness aside, however, it did him good to see the youth enjoying exactly that—their youth. They got to do as they pleased between exams and becoming functioning members of society and, while he was jealous, Ukai was proud to be able to contribute to their pleasure.

He’d arrived to the club early, as he often did, to try to grab a drink before he was due for stage time. Ukai was thankful the bartenders knew him enough that he didn’t have to verbally order considering the music was too loud to hear him in the first place. A rum and coke manifests itself in a small, plastic cup that the blonde raises in thanks before weaving and bobbing around the various partygoers. For the most part, he’s successful in dodging the flailing bodies as he mutely notes the very upbeat remix of some female pop artist playing.

But only remotely successful as Keishin attempts to salvage his drink from spilling as he raises it over his head as one of the partygoers is pushed into him. “Hey, careful!” He snaps toward the younger, [hair color]ed woman. She only looks half-offended by the scolding, but otherwise unperturbed. If anything, the dominating expression on her face was confusion.

“Coach Ukai?” He’s surprised to hear both his given name and his title, let alone coming from a club patron, as they all knew him as Spira. Recognition slips his mind entirely—he’s never met this girl in any way that he can remember. Certainly, he would never forget crossing paths with this beauty, even if she was dressed in a similarly juvenile fashion to the other ravers. Tight crop top tee cinched together by a knot at the midriff, with army green high-waisted shorts attempting to cover the bare skin, face painted with makeup, glitter, and sweat; even underneath the garb, she brought forth no recollection. “Uh, d-do you remember me?” It’s a challenge to hear over the music, but she presses forward close enough that her lips are right in Keishin’s ear.

“Can’t say that I do,” he yells right back into hers.

“Karasuno class of twenty-twelve, I was Sugawara’s girlfriend.” Oh.

Oh.

Now he remembered, vaguely, but he doesn’t ever remember her looking like this. The last four years had been incredibly kind to her, in more ways than one. Back in her Karasuno days, [name] had always looked pleasant, for lack of better term. But there was always a lifeless, matted, dull glaze to her eyes that screamed she was searching for something more. While it was still somewhat present, there was a substantial joyous air around her. It looked good on her. However, as much as Ukai wanted to stay and admire, he had to go get set up for the evening. Or rather, that was the excuse he used when he said he would catch her after the show. “[name], did you know who that was?” The woman in question gives a nod, confused at the sudden star struck gawks that her friends held.

“Uh, yeah? My ex-boyfriend’s volleyball coach?”

“No dude, that was the DJ, Spira.”

“What?”

Being the closing act meant a lot of different things to Ukai Keishin. On the negative spectrum, it meant he was going to have to tend to crops as soon as he finished cleaning up his set. That also meant he wasn’t going to get to go to bed until nearly eight in the morning after his shift at the farm. Yet, for him, the positives greatly outweighed the negatives. For Keishin, watching the audience lose themselves in euphoria, albeit probably a drug-induced one, just hit different for him. It was a sense of satisfaction that only came from a select few activities, with coaching volleyball being the other major contributor. There was just something about the way the crowd was overwhelmed and screaming the second underground remixes of old Kid Cudi tracks with his own twists overtook the speakers that granted Keishin a sense of enlightenment.

For him, being a DJ allowed an audience to flow and vibe with the journey of his life and all its constant up and down motions while under the guise of anonymity. As Spira, Ukai opened up the complexity and conflicting feelings of his inner mind and brought it to fruition through his mixes. He felt that in his soul, he’d done his art of storytelling justice. The audience felt it. Hell, his mom at home probably felt it. Perhaps it was one of the main reasons this dingy, hole-in-the-wall club kept asking him to come back every weekend.

His mind wanders further as he clutches an electronic cigarette in his hand, mixing beats on the turntable while taking hits of nicotine in between. He wonders if the girl he had ran into just a few minutes prior had been frequenting here as often as he had. Then, thinking back to what little information she supplied earlier, Ukai’s mind drifts off to the former third-year setter from when he first started coaching. Sugawara was a nice boy with a firm, almost parental, hand that walked dangerously along the lines of being a partner and being a control freak. When it came to his relationship, things had to go his way. And while his girlfriend that came to every tournament was much more outspoken yet easy going, she was opinionated and didn’t shy from confrontation.

Now that the coach had given it more thought, it was a wonder that one tolerated the other at any point in time. If anything, Ukai imagines the two of them would typically be at each other’s throats. From the few times he had interacted with her, she was always more free spirited and couldn’t be weighed down by any one else’s opinion, but seeing her now was different—she was in her element in the dingy, dark club with the glitter on her cheekbones refracting light off of her face. There was laughter and true, unabashed joy on her face. She had a light of her own—like she was ray of sunshine in the center of a storm.

Three hours past midnight when the club closed was always Keishin’s sign to leave, regardless of the countless attempts to attend the after party he’d been invited to. He had to go to work, after all. Sure, a part of him had always been a little green with envy at all the DJs that got to hook up with club patrons after, but after being at this gig for a few years, he figured that the right girl for him would eventually come to him if he continued working on himself. After all, he didn’t want to just have a string of one night stands with a bunch of fresh adults that could barely function after the small drop of Malibu rum—he was too old for that.

“Uh, coach?” [name] felt strange calling him that, but she didn’t feel familiar enough with him to address him otherwise. He was halfway in his car, the blonde ready to leave for the weekend to go back to his regular day-to-day work. “You coming to the after party?” [name] asks when Keishin only looks at her in question, cigarette hanging betwixt his dry lips.

“No, I actually have to go to work right now.”

“Oh,” she doesn’t mean to express her disappointment, but it slips anyway, “guess I’ll catch you later then?”

“Uh, yeah.” A tight lipped hybrid of a pained grin and grimace crosses her wet, gloss covered lips. Without another word, Ukai closes his car door, a little more brusquely than he intended to, before backing out and leaving the young woman to her own devices. His mind wanders once again with him humming absentmindedly to the soft acoustic punk playing over the car radio. His eyes are focused on the passing greenery, the cars that are weaving and bobbing off the freeway—hell he even noticed the way the tendrils of the sun are just barely starting to peak over the horizon because it reminded him of her. A thought he banishes immediately because he feels creepy for even thinking that.

Yet no matter how much scenery flitted through his honey eyes, his mind keeps traveling back to one thing, or rather one person, only.

Goddammit.

On Monday’s practice, Ukai Keishin’s mind is flooding and drowning in memories of his first year as the volleyball club’s coach. It was as if his mind was coercing him to attempt to reach out to the girl that plagued his mind for the last forty-eight hours or so. Though, he had no way of contacting her. Instead, with every step along the wooden floors, he can remember the way she would walk Suga to practice, almost physically seeing her standing in the doorway to kiss the third-year setter goodbye. As if he could see her sitting underneath the third window from the left, quietly doing homework and exchanging small talk and airy laughter with Kiyoko and Daichi. As if he could see the same sunny smile she gave in the audience from Saturday night at the club between the lines of the woodwork in the floorboards.

It was a repeating pattern day in and day out that was beginning to make Ukai question his sanity.

“Hey, man,” his assistant coach and fellow Karasuno alumni, Tsukishima Akiteru, places a hand on his shoulder and looks at him in worry. “Are you okay? You’ve been out of it all week.” In what world did a week translate into three days, the older blonde coach didn’t know.

“I’m fine, just tired,” Keishin all but bites back. He didn’t want to admit his conscious had been running rampant with thoughts of a girl he’d briefly met at a club. It felt almost as disturbing and perverted as it sounded in his mind.

“The team’s worried about you. Why don’t you take an early weekend and get some rest? We’ll see you back on Monday, yeah?” Normally, Ukai would have vehemently refused. However, his circumstances were far from normal and he was gracious for an assistant coach he trusted wholeheartedly to do the work that needed to be done. And so, Ukai heeded Akiteru’s advice and went home before practice even began on Thursday afternoon.

It was slightly disorienting for him to go home and nap, but he was incredibly thankful for the gift. Waking up just before he was technically supposed to start his shift at the shop, Keishin jumps into a cold shower to bring him to life before heading downstairs. A bellowing yawn passes his lips through his teeth as he starts his evening. Maybe his team was right—he really did need a break. Thankfully, he knew that the second the doors to the Sakanoshita were locked, he was done for the evening and wouldn’t need to reawaken until three the following morning. Just a few more hours until then, he thought.

With it being a slower evening as well, Ukai was able to kick his feet up on the counter as he always did, pull open the newspaper from earlier in the morning and casually flip through. Briefly, he considers giving up one of his four jobs because this was something he missed doing. But consideration aside, he was far too in love with the cash flow and the thought of paying off his mortgage to entertain the thought for long. Maybe one day, he would finally sell the Sakanoshita store or quit helping on the farm—

“You still work here?” Huh. Her voice sounds different when it isn’t drowning under the speakers of a nightclub.

“I do own this place, you know.” Ukai snarks at the woman who’d been consuming his brain for the last week. She looks different without glitter reflecting off of her unreal cheekbones or the heavy layers of foundation and eyeshadow. Even more than before, Keishin definitely recognized [name] now. “What are you doing here anyway?”

“Shopping,” she snorts as if it were the most obvious thing, “why else would I be at a store?”

“Dunno, maybe you’re just here to see me.” Ukai responds without skipping a beat, turning the page of the paper to play into his guise that he wasn’t the slightest bit surprised at [name]’s presence.

“Uh...actually...” her voice is quiet, prompting the coach to quirk a brow and fold up the paper he was now pretending to read. It wasn’t like he could focus on anything right now outside of the woman standing before him, spearated only by a thin counter. Without talking again, his brown eyes lock with hers, silently goading for her to continue speaking. “I-I just...I don’t know. It was just really weird to see you at the club and then to find out that you’re Spira on top of that. I haven’t seen anyone from Karasuno since I graduated and—“

“Woah, kid, breathe.” Ukai interrupts her before she can continue spewing word vomit at a hundred miles an hour. “So what if I’m Spira? Though, you better not tell anyone that. My stage name is a secret between us, alright?” For a moment she’s quiet, gears turning in her head. The secrecy didn’t make sense to her because, if anything, he should be proud of the fact that he’s rather well known in the underground electronica scene. Or at least, she was in his stead, because [name] would have been proud of Ukai regardless of whatever occupation he held.

She supposed it came with the territory of having an unrequited crush on the coach years ago, that continued well beyond high school and even university, back when she was still dating Sugawara Koushi. It was the reason she had even bothered to come sit in on his practices and partially the reason she would come to his tournaments and matches. Not that she didn’t want to be supportive of her then-boyfriend—it would have been a fight had she not—but seeing the hot older coach was definitely a bonus in her book. “But why?” She offers, not wanting conversation to end despite her not having actually bought anything.

“If the school ever caught wind of me doing that, I could lose my position as the coach. Some shit about Karasuno’s image or whatever.” [name] gives a small nod, fidgeting subconsciously, as an attempt to shake her nerves and anxiety, by sifting through various candy bars that were in front of her before grabbing her favorite. Without a second thought, she peels the wrapper before placing the candy between her lips, the puffy pink skin greatly contrasting the chocolate coating. “Ya gonna pay for that, kid?” Ukai irks, his honey brown eyes steeling over in irritation. The nickname she’s given hits the final nail on the coffin and seals away [name]’s trepidation. Instead, her own sass comes out to join the fun.

“Nah,” she hums playfully, the chocolate-covered wafer cookie crunching between her teeth. “Quit calling me kid, coach. I’m a lady,” the irony isn’t lost on either of them as she speaks with her mouth full.

“Still a kid, kid. And quit calling me coach, I’m not your damn coach.” The familiar, grumpy attitude of his brings [name] back to the Ukai she knew back in high school. In a mix of nostalgia, warmth washes over her as the haughty tone in his voice sent shivers down her spine like it did a few years back.

“Sure thing, coach,” she teases again before tossing the wrapper of the stolen candy bar into the nearest bin. “You’re at the club tomorrow, right?” The question adds a bit of context and confirmation to Ukai—it seems she knew when Spira was performing, meaning she must have been a patron for a decent amount of time. Part of him wonders how she never realized who he was before, another part wonders how he’s never noticed her considering she could make all traffic stop if she stood in the middle of a freeway. At least, that’s what looking at her did to his heart.

“Yeah?”

“Maybe this time, you’ll join us at the after party.” Without another word, [name] pushes herself away from the counter she’d been leaning on while talking to the blonde man. With Akiteru giving him the weekend off, he actually entertained the thought of attending this time. Even if her invitation was rather blasé and indirect, he didn’t see the opportunity of him attending one presenting itself any time soon. He may be old, by his own standard, but there was a unknown allure to the thought of showing up to a wild party with a woman that was so adamant of his attendance.

Or rather, adamant in his mind. Whether she actually wanted his company remained to be seen, but the curiosity was gnawing at him, and was something he would have to unearth sooner rather than later.

Having an entire night, or a day’s worth, of rest was a rather disorienting, yet pleasant feeling for Ukai. After tending to crops and returning home in the early hours of the morning, the blonde coach was able to catch a solid nine hours of sleep before his shift at the Sakanoshita store with another chance to nap before he needed to head to the club. Despite knowing he had the ability to do so before another restless night, his mind felt the need to keep him awake and alert. Even after showering and styling his blonde tresses into their usual mane—mundane acts that usually came to him automatically—he was hyper aware of the slightest unruly flyaways.

Ukai Keishin was nervous.

He didn’t know what to wear or if there was a dress code or if anything he typically wore would be deemed worthy of an after party. A part of him wanted to leave it alone and let him sport his usual white track pants and tight, maroon muscle tank, but that part of him immediately drowns in the ocean of his anxiety. Another string in his brain prompted him to dress up just a little bit to help him look the part—it had nothing to do with impressing a certain club patron, no—he tried to convince himself. A miserable attempt, but still one nonetheless.

Eventually, he settled on crisp, dark-washed jeans that hugged his muscular legs without being suffocating, paired with a vibrant, crimson muscle tee that hugged his biceps all the same. Ukai still felt a little out of place in the attire, as he often had back when he first assumed the alias Spira, but headed out the door of his apartment before his conscious could dispute it.

He was early again, even more so than normal. Desperate for a drink to calm his nerves and replace his blood with liquid courage, Ukai worms his way around to the bar, signaling the attendant for his usual. Rum and coke in hand, the DJ stands off to the side, hiding like a wallflower, while he studied the sweaty, dancing bodies. Did he know why he was looking for her—no. Maybe partially to tell her she owed him for the candy bar, maybe to tell her he was joining in on the after party this time around.

Maybe to just see her.

Keishin banishes the last thought with a shake of his head before skulking off to the attached patio to smoke. Pulling a cigarette from his pack and a lighter from his pocket, the flame torches the end of the filter at the same time the blonde inhales. Forcefully pushing the smoke out past his lips, Ukai takes a hearty sip of his drink until it’s nearly gone. He was going to need something stronger tonight.

“Is it that time already?” The older man’s head snaps to the voice that had been haunting him subconsciously.

Part of him wishes he didn’t look.

As if to play into her question, [name] checks the large, rose gold watch on her right wrist—an incredibly stark contrast to her outfit for the evening. Maybe it was a hunch when Ukai felt that he had been underdressed, as if his intuition knew that she was going to be dressed to the nines in a black skater dress. Even with a modest neckline, the lace cut out detailing on the sides of the dress accentuated her curves impeccably, playing well with the volume of the skirt, while the open back she was sporting dipped dangerously low.

It took everything in Ukai to not throw every milliliter of restraint and inhibition out the window and fuck her right then and there.

Taking a lengthy drag of his cigarette to hold himself back, Keishin inhales deeply, the smoke billowing past his lips emerging densely and grey in color. “I’m a little early—needed an extra drink today.” The man manages to choke out, downing whatever is left in his little plastic cup for added emphasis.

“Need another?” [name] chirps politely; almost too politely as if to deliberately dispute the salacious thoughts flooding the coaches mind.

“I can get—“

“I owe you anyway,” she reminds him, alluding to the candy bar she had eaten without paying for from the previous night. “Pick your poison.”

“Double rum and coke.” He concedes. [name]’s lips twitch upward slightly at the corner before she plucks the empty cup from Ukai’s hand. He doesn’t miss the way the shellac on her nails grazes against his skin, leaving the whispers of contact to run warm. Immediately, the blonde man uses the nearly dead cigarette between his teeth to light a fresh one—heaven or hell knows he needed the nicotine right now.

Given the silence, Keishin takes the opportunity to absorb his surroundings. From the general direction that [name] initially came from, she wasn’t around any of her friends or really anyone that he knew. That was good at least; there wasn’t anybody else that knew of his presence. [name] returns, two clear plastic cups in her hands and surrenders the darker of the two to the man awaiting. “Hold mine for a sec?” Without thinking, Keishin holds his cigarette between his left index and middle fingers, his drink in the same hand, while taking hers. To his surprise, she pulls out her own pack of menthols and a torch lighter, setting the leaves ablaze before taking her obvious vodka cranberry back.

“You took up smoking?” The older of the two asks in surprise, noting the way her lipstick leaves the slightest bit of residue along the brown filter. [name] gives a shrug.

“Surprised you didn’t notice it sooner, coach. I’ve been smoking since second year.” Ukai gives a roll of his eyes at the use of this strange pet name he’s been dubbed by her. But he thinks about it, thinks about how Suga must have felt probably knowing that she did. Thinks how it just added to this strange, sassy yet happy, wild and free exterior she now had. And [name] notices instantly the very same look Ukai had in his face when he was trying to strategize, trying to figure out a way to navigate a conversation with his team about becoming better—she knows what’s coming next. “Yeah, yeah, I know I should quit or whatever. Suga lost that argument a long time ago.”

“Can’t really tell you what to do when I’m just as guilty.” Ukai gives a laugh—one that is embedded with bitterness and envy at the mention of the third-year setter—yet is just as vivacious as he is. A sound entirely different than she’d ever heard leave his lungs before. She likes it.

After finishing his smoke, Keishin gulps down a hefty swig of his drink before patting [name] on the shoulder before announcing his departure. “I’ll see you inside,” the girl, woman, calls out thoughtfully as she gives a small wave with her cigarette filter between her fingers. Ukai doesn’t verbalize the same sentiment. He doesn’t want to slip up and admit he’ll be looking for her.

But it’s painfully obvious that he is when he takes over the booth. Unable to hide the fact that with every chance that he looks into the audience, he’s searching for that black skater dress that hugs her all too perfectly, [hair color] locks swaying as she moves in the crowd. Ukai can’t hide it at all—not behind the turn table or new remixes meant to get the crowd moving.

He can’t hide the urgency he feels to find her outside in the crisp evening air, smoking on the back patio of the club after his set. [name] is talking and laughing with her friends while thin grey smoke billows from her open mouth before her eyes land on him. Some of her friends take notice to the tension and their shared gazes, some of them whispering his alias in excitement. But [name] just smiles knowingly, if not a little cocky, because she can see that urgency, that desperation, that Ukai was trying to hide. “Wait, [name], do you know Spira?” A bystander asked. Clearly, they weren’t present the last time this was brought up.

“Yeah, I may have met him once or twice,” the woman in question snickers as she strides over closer and closer to the aforementioned DJ.

“Cute,” Ukai sneers teasingly at her jab before instinctively reaching for the half-gone cigarette she pulls to her stained lips. At first, she thought he was going to put it out, considering their little conversation from a few hours ago. Instead, the volleyball coach puts the filter to his own lips, noting the damp fabric probably from her freshly applied lipgloss, and takes a drag. It tasted like watermelons and mint.

“Cheeky,” [name] returns, plucking her cancer stick back from the blonde man. While her friends are still behind her murmuring about the familiarity between the two of them, Keishin and [name] are lost in their own little world. “So since your set is over, and considering you’re still here, I’m assuming you’re joining me for the after party? Or do you have to go to work again?”

“I told them I’d be out of town this weekend,” Ukai tries to play it off as nonchalantly as he could, ties to swallow it down his nerves with rum and nicotine. It proves rather difficult considering the coy smile on [name]’s face is wearing and cracking through his resolve rather quickly. But at least, to him, he could confirm his mind was not playing tricks on him and [name] was just as adamant about his attendance as he initially thought. Even more so with her next statement.

“Cool. Your car or mine?” It took him a minute to process her words even—lust thickening and constricting the flow to his brain at the vague question. Ukai was getting far too ahead of himself, but goddammit how could he focus when the fabric of her skirt hit her mid-thigh and framed her like a Venetian goddess—“I don’t mind driving there.” She adds to coax him away from his silence.

“Nah, I got it. We’ll take mine.”

“Lead the way,” [name] chimes sweetly as she wraps an arm around the coach’s forearm. The physical touch is everything he’s been fantasizing about for the last few days—hellfire and brimstone and sunlight and goddammit why did he wear jeans that were only getting tighter and tighter?

Ukai opens the passenger door to his SUV, supporting the woman as she clambered in cautiously so as not to stumble from her heels. Getting settled in, the coach surrenders his unlocked phone to allow her the entirety of his music library. The irony of the DJ surrendering DJ rights to the passenger was not lost on either of them. Much to his surprise, [name] put on soft acoustic punk as he usually did on his way home from the club. The kind of softness one would turn on to accompany the fragile pitter-patter of rain against the windshield. “Cardboard Swords?” Ukai asks in surprise, more than familiar with the band.

“Flannel is a favorite of mine. I’m kind of surprised it’s in your library.” She adds after she begins directing him to this evening’s party location. From the corner of his eyes, he can see the way her full lips are moving along each word with expertise. He sees the way her [eye color] orbs soften slightly and he can tell this song hits home for her.

She’ll never say why—she’ll never tell him this was the song that helped her move on from Sugawara Koushi while restoring her inner peace.

But Keishin is no fool. He can tell that this is physically hurting her—crushing her soul into the leather seat of his car and, instinctually, he wraps a large hand around hers that’s resting in her lap. “I came out tonight to have fun with you, so don’t you go getting sad on me.” He means each word with innocent intent, yet he cannot ignore the almost hidden, salacious drip to each syllable and neither can she. How could she when his touch sent volts of electricity through her skin?

“Right, right,” she says in a conceding tone, switching the audio to something much more upbeat and a little flirty. “Why did you agree to go out tonight?” If Ukai had an answer, then it died on his lips as he let go of [name]’s hand to reach for another cigarette. The process of lighting the tube, inhaling, and exhaling bought him an extra minute to come up with an excuse; her doing the same giving him another thirty seconds.

“I don’t know.” It’s a blatant lie—a lie that [name] believes all too easily—but Ukai can’t bring himself to admit the truth. He can’t admit out loud that she’s the only thing that’s been on his mind all week or that he jumped at the opportunity, created one even, to be able to have a one-on-one moment with her. Keishin can’t admit that he can tell there are intricate webs spun in her mind and that all he wants to do is untangle them one by one.

And he certainly can’t tell her that even the mere sight of her sends his brain into overdrive and all he wants to do is repeatedly fill her over and over with his seed until she is entirely his, inside and out in mind, body, and soul. There was no way in the nine circles of hell that Ukai Keishin was going to admit to his sinful thoughts.

“It’s just up here.” [name] points with gaunt fingers, cigarette between them as her voice is half choked from inhaling her own smoke. Mirroring the man’s actions earlier, she indulged in her own nicotine habit to quell the budding disappointment from Ukai’s lackluster response. They drove up a slight winding hill and as the trees pass by, the itch for her truth and her history was gnawing at him. He wanted to know why this rambunctious party girl invited him all week to these elusive after parties. Why Flannel ate away at her insides like it did his. Why did her and Sugawara breakup?

But he decides against it for the moment.

“Where are we?” Ukai asks. There’s cars all lining the sides of the road of varying worth—he felt even more out of place than normal with his older SUV, even if it was an upgrade for him, considering the large number of luxury vehicles.

“Bevelle’s house.” [name] says simply, pointing to an empty space in the streets as she throws the butt of her cigarette into the road. The casual way she name drops the owner of the club makes him gawk, catching flies in his mouth had there been any at the hour. With a satisfied, cheesy grin, she hops out of her seat and walks in the grass to meet Ukai on the other side as he clambers out of the vehicle as well. In familiarity, she grips into his forearm once again as they walk towards the forest mansion.

Keishin wasn’t sure what to expect when the two of them walked in, but a home full of people screaming his pseudonym and her name was not on that list. Younger hordes had surrounded [name], greeting her warmly and telling her how glad they were to see her again for the evening. Others were approaching Ukai, telling them how rare and a momentous occasion that the infamous artist Spira was amongst their midst.

“Glad to see you could join us, Spira.” His boss and club owner, Bevelle, approaches the mismatched couple. Bevelle was an alias used by the middle aged woman, her real name unknown to those that didn’t know her know her, and was once upon a time her stage name. While she had chosen a quiet location in the Miyagi prefecture, Bevelle was quite known in the underground scene. Granted, Ukai didn’t know any of that when he’d taken the job. If anything, it was all thanks to her that he was able to learn for his own success as well as granting him the opportunity to learn in the first place. “Good to see you too, trouble.” Bevelle affectionately goes to muss at [name]’s hair, to which she only replies with a cheeky grin.

“How do you know Bevelle?” Ukai presses his lips towards the ear of the woman still hanging onto him as she expertly leads the way to the kitchen. The car ride left her feeling slightly uncomfortable, ashamed even though she would never admit to that, and she knew she definitely needed a drink after it. Part of her was heavily rebuking herself for trying to pry into his mind by asking why he came along, even more so when she put on the one song that shattered her heart every time she heard it. It just excited her that he had it in his library, that he even knew who The Cardboard Swords were, and that he enjoyed the same obscure taste in music as much as she did.

“She’s a close family friend!” The chirp that [name] gives isn’t entirely convincing, like she isn’t telling the truth. Regardless, Ukai washes down his doubt with the beer he was handed, figuring she probably had her reasons. And as soon as the plastic is in each of their hands, [name] downs the contents immediately, hoping to drown out the nerves ebbing from her stomach with vodka. She should have been ecstatic—her old high school crush, her unrequited crush, was here with her, drinking side by side but she can’t help but feel the tension between them—sexual or otherwise.

Just as the two of them down their second round, a piercing voice cuts through the thicket of the masses, calling out her name and capturing her attention. “It’s your song! Come on!” A shrug and a smile crosses [name]’s features as she’s all but dragged away to a different part of the mansion. Much to his surprise, she grabbed onto Keishin to drag him along as well.

The two of them are presented with a myriad of sweaty, rolling bodies—much more gone than Ukai had ever seen at the club itself. It was oddly...sensual, if it could be called that, to see the fluid movements between party goers. Sensual, intimate, strange—all of them could be used interchangeably at this moment.

[name] is dancing with another woman, mouthing all of the words to the current pop song while bobbing and jumping around excitedly before her eyes lock on his. She’s in her element now. All sunshine and smiles like Ukai had seen from on occasion from years ago or most recently at the club, but they’re directed at him for once as she pulls him closer onto the dance floor. The taunting beats and repetitive call of “come on” and the way [name] loosely wraps her arms around his neck as she dances brings Ukai to the realization that this was the end of the line.

The end of the line, because Keishin can’t hold himself back anymore.

Not with the way her hips are grinding against is and she’s laughing warmly and heartily at his slight discomfort and her teeth are glittering off the lights in the dark room like stars in the night sky. Not with the way her head is thrown back and her dress drops low enough to flaunt the expanse of bare skin of her neck and collar bones that are just begging him to sink his teeth in. Not with the way her [eye color]ed orbs are locked with his as she sings along with the music, oddly enough alluding to some form of confession of her feelings.

He can’t fucking take it anymore.

The large hands he has on her hips move just under her arms to hoist her up, [name] instinctively wrapping her legs around his waist to keep her balance. Their eyes are locked, honed in on each other with the rest of the party melting into the background. With her deepest, most wild high school fantasy driving her actions, she grins. “Hi,” is all she says before Ukai cranes his neck back to cover her lips with his.

His kiss is everything she imagined it would be after years of pining. The smell and taste of smoke and wood floods her senses as his tongue laps at the watermelon lip gloss on her bottom lip before seeking refuge within her mouth. His hands, now wrapped around her thighs give intermittent squeezes, either to keep them grounded in reality or just because he needs something to clutch at—she’s unsure of which. In response, her manicured fingernails tangle into his messy blonde locks. Their kiss pours out their desperation, laying it all out on the table for the both of them to see clear as day.

The only thing that prompts them to break apart is the ending of the song.

“You wanna get out of here?” Ukai asks as he tenderly puts [name] back on the ground. As if he weren’t just making out with her moments ago, the motion is delicate and gingerly and almost loving.

“Not yet,” there’s a knowing, smug lilt in her voice as she turns on her heel and throw herself back into the throng of party people. Or rather, attempts. While she’s attempting to flee, Keishin snatches her wrist, pulling her closer until their chests are flush against each other.

“Nuh uh,” the blonde man tuts, “you’ve been asking me to join you at a party all week, now here I am. The hell makes you think you’re leaving my side tonight?” [name]’s grin only grows wider.

“I’ve waited for years for this opportunity, coach, so if you think I’m not gonna have fun with it, you’re dead wrong.” The word ‘years’ constricts the man’s heart—forces his pupils to blow into dilation with her modest, yet blunt confession.

“Years?”

“Years,” she repeats, “ever since that first practice you stumbled into the Karasuno gym as the temporary coach. Why do you think I came to every single exhibition match and tournament? Or came to study and do homework while you guys had practice?” This girl was grinding at every steel line of self-control that was left in Ukai’s body because every word spilling past her lips added an additional ten volts to the sexual tension between them.

“We’re leaving.” He bites out despite the delicate tone. Wrapping his hand around hers once again, Keishin tugs her along time dodge the party goers that threw the two of them curious glances, wondering why they were quick to leave shortly after their arrival. Just to tease him further, [name] almost wants to offer a rebuttal and tell him that they should stay longer and enjoy the show. However, she knows she’s done enough waiting and if he was taking her home, she wasn’t going to argue.

While urgency and desperation was their game, Keishin didn’t cut corners when it came to presenting himself as a gentleman as he helped [name] back into the car. Hormones be damned—he was still going to help a lady into the passengers seat. “You never did tell me why you finally agreed to come out tonight.” She says quietly, as if the two of them hadn’t been making out and dry humping a few minutes prior. “And it’s clearly not because you knew I had a crush on you all throughout third year—“

“Don’t act like you’re the only one with feelings in this.” Ukai grits out, speeding much faster back home than he did on the way to Bevelle’s house. Paying that no mind, [name]’s ears perk up at his own wayward confession. When she asked for clarity, a rumbling groan shakes his chest as he patted down his pockets in search for his nicotine sticks. “I didn’t recognize you the first night at the club because you look different now. Happiness looks good on you.”

“Happiness?” She echos confusedly, turning to face Ukai fully after lighting her own cigarette.

“You used to always look content back then—just barely content and nothing more. And I can’t stop thinking back to those days because you’re this ball of sunshine, kid, and I can’t stop wondering what the hell Suga did to you to dim your shine that badly. I haven’t stopped thinking about you all week.”

[name] is quiet for a moment at his own rendition, his own version, of a confession and she’s stunned. And she can’t tell if she wants to cry or kiss him because this is not that way she ever fantasized this conversation going. It was going better than she dreamed. Better, because the words that Ukai is saying adds an entirely new layer to his amped up personality—he wasn’t just the sexy volleyball coach that she used to pine over. He was a person with deep rooted feelings for justice in the sense of wanting to understand how someone could inflict damage to the innocent and he wanted to rectify said injustices. He wanted to know how someone like Suga could try to dampen her sunlight instead of allowing her to thrive and bloom.

She wants to kiss him, she decides, but since he’s driving, she settles for placing a chaste one on the corner of his mouth. “Serves you right,” she jokes when she pulls away, “it’s been a long four years for me. It’s your turn to suffer.”

“Trust me, this car ride is torture enough.”

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Straight Edge Anarchy: The Danger of a Sober Insurrection

Intoxication Culture

Intoxication: derived from the Latin word "intoxicatio," meaning "to poison one's self." Intoxication culture is a set of institutions, behaviors, and mindsets focused on the consumption of drugs, alcohol, and tobacco use. Intoxication culture facilitates the anesthesia promoted by those in power who seek to dis-empower and pacify the enslaved. As an antithesis of self-liberation, intoxication culture promotes defeatism through the internalization of self-hatred and pity.

On a global scale capitalism not only manifests its destruction environmentally but also in the form of self-destructive actions and behaviors which have become normalized as a traditional development of civilization. As a coping mechanism, intoxication becomes an accepted part of daily life, whether it be as a reward for a long hard week of wage-slavery, or a self-prescribed sedative and so on. Intoxication culture is self-perpetuating and captures the idea of rebellion through self-destruction. Often an individual manifests depression and anger cultivated by pre-existing oppressive external forces, through a variety of self-destructive actions. Rebellion in this sense is internalized as self-hatred, apathy, and self- pity. As self-hatred, depression, and feelings of inferiority become exacerbated by addiction, profits soar for capitalists. Rather than directly confronting problems that exist in one's life, an individual becomes dependent on a source which provides temporary escape. Escapism becomes an alternative life of apathy through toxic consumerism. As nourishment for self-pity, hopelessness, and apathy intoxication acts as an agent of consolement.

The deprivation of self-respect coupled with feelings of inferiority has and continues to be an obstacle in the way of insurrectionary attack. This short pamphlet was written in hopes of presenting a critical view of toxic pacifism while highlighting the urgency for sober attack.

Chemical Warfare and Colonization

Alcohol was an integral part of the colonization process. Everything from creating alcoholic abusive behavior within what used to be peaceful Native groups and tribes to pacifying slave revolts. European Christian colonists used alcohol as a chemical weapon of warfare in their genocidal and ethnic cleansing, mistreatment, and exploitation of indigenous peoples. Alcohol and tobacco became tools of privilege creating hierarchy as those who had more access to these could sell them for the labor of others. Once tobacco became known for its profit, indigenous people, slaves, and indentured servants were put to work on lands that were taken by brutal force from the Natives. Alcohol and drugs were used for their pacifying and numbing effects. As the wild and free became more intoxicated and distracted from the reality of their rapidly changing existence, they began to internalize the hatred imposed upon them. With the development of an identity crisis the process of assimilation took place as many indigenous and other people of color became a target for capitalists who profit from social intoxication. Distract and Pacify Capitalism relies heavily on distracting people from the reality of its oppressive control. As long as people are ignorant and docile, capitalism and its destruction can remain unchallenged and operational. Through toxic submission capitalism normalizes the monotony of social dis-empowerment. As long as the casual exchange of labor for capital, capital for inebriation takes place, there is no threat to the civilized order. While a local punk benefit show rages in clouds of cigarette smoke, Reynolds American (a $19.5 billion corporation) takes much of the profit. Empty beer cans and hung-over anarchist punks litter the floors of squats and rented spaces as the U.S casually continues its military domination of other countries abroad. In a system of psychological warfare, pacifism is defeat. It is the neglect of one's self as a result of the civilized disconnection from wild raw emotion. Emotional suppression induced by inebriation cultivates the pacifist role of allowing external forces of oppression to exist and dominate without confrontation and attack. Intoxication distracts an individual by complicating pre-existing stressful circumstances to the point of emotional exhaustion. During this time of anesthesia spaces of emotional and physical vulnerability are opened and exploited. These complications and distractions allow capitalism and those in power to oppress without conflict. By impairing and debilitating the emotional and physical arsenal foundational to self-liberation, intoxication culture is an obstacle in the way of revolutionary organizing and attack. The revolutionary act of overcoming these obstacles and addictions in pursuit of self-liberation is nothing less than an outspoken refusal to be tamed and pacified, It is a refusal to promote and participate in a culture which aids the destruction of others. Why Straight-Edge? Straight-Edge is the politics of regaining control over one's self, and of taking back from those who wish to enslave and control. It is the politics of rejecting the "values" and toxic traditions that have been instilled in civilized society. In a system dependent on the intoxication and ignorance of people, the abstention from these tranquilizers is a refusal to comply with, and rebellion against the system. As people have been drowned and chained by capitalist traditions, Straight Edge is embraced by anarchists as a firm rejection of a culture promoted and perpetuated by a system seeking total physical and psychological control. As a rejection to the assumption that all will participate in the intoxicating consumerist routine of passive obedience, self-disrespect, and toxic submission, the Straight-Edge movement has increased. This has occurred as anarchists extend solidarity with freedom fighters globally, understanding that cognizance and sobriety are a combined expression of resistance to the self-indulgent, apathetic ethos that defines mainstream U.S. culture. "War on drugs" = War on people of color As a result of the state-operated "War on Drugs", communities of color are targeted for police harassment and mass incarceration. Crack and other drugs remain as large sources of profit for the white supremacist system. By keeping POC communities passive and politically indifferent, the state is able to warp public perception with the delusion of progress with incarcerations. Straight-Edge anarchists understand that the state is never an option for fighting intoxication culture. The state is not only the colonial, repressive apparatus protecting private- property ownership and the white supremacist order but also an accomplice of intoxication culture. One does not have to look far to see how the state uses intoxication culture to fuel the prison industrial complex. The state has used drugs to orchestrate the destruction of the Black Panther Party and has made multiple attempts to undermine the cohesion of the Zapatistas with alcohol. Due to their destructive counter-insurgent effects, there is a total absence of consumption or sale of drugs and alcohol in the Zapatista autonomous communities. Alcohol manufacturers, coca and marijuana syndicates, and "chemists" have created a colossal destructive industry based on both "legal" and black market demand. Philip Morris and Anheuser-Busch, although both household names, are just as responsible for community destruction and murder as the Sinaloa Cartel (Mexico) or the Noorzai Organization (Afghanistan). From an economic standpoint radical sobriety reduces the demand for their "goods" and limits their power at an individual level. As a whole, the Straight Edge movement maintains not only a threat to these businesses by disrupting their flow of income, but also to the normalcy of emotional suppression, obedience, and apathy. In this sense sobriety is embraced not only as a rejection of submission, but also as a declaration of war. Solidarity Attacking intoxication culture means individual resistance and collective support. Civilization is a prison of misery, coercion, and oppressive inequality. Institutionalized racism, sexism, and other forms of oppression create feelings of severe depression and isolation. Intoxication culture thrives in areas dominated by poverty, depression, and isolation. This explains why communities of color are often affected by addiction and intoxication where the state takes advantage earring out murders and mass incarceration. Support and solidarity are important in helping to strengthen the struggle against addiction as well as developing an intersectional attack on all oppression. Radical sobriety support groups and spaces help replace religious groups that rather than addressing addiction as a natural response to an oppressive environment, seek to replace one form of co-dependency with an authoritarian one. Providing revolutionary sober-safe spaces that are open for recovering addicts, community discussions, and radical support help aid the struggle against intoxication culture. Being inclusive rather than rejecting those struggling with addiction is of utmost importance as well as encouraging self-empowerment in those who feel powerless against their addiction. Straight-Edge identifying anarchists stand against religion, homophobia, sexism, racism and all forms of oppressions and should not be confused with "hardline" ideology. Radical sobriety is not only a self-liberating act of re-wilding one's self, but also as a form of solidarity and support with those struggling against addiction. Embracing an intersectional struggle against all oppression and authority means solidarity with all who struggle for freedom-including freedom from addiction and the pacifying force of intoxication culture. Towards the destruction of civilization, all prisons, and the domesticating globalization of capitalism. For human/nonhuman animal and earth liberation.

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Is Actually Really Legal Turf Above The Web of Information?

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Marijuana has in simple fact remained in simple fact legitimized to aid turn on the food items yearnings in addition to also manage the stomach. There is in simple fact moreover new task being in simple fact carried out in addition to marijuana oil that finds guarantee dealing with epilepsy, various sclerosis, some cancers tissues, in addition to additionally rheumatoid shared irritation. Gorilla Glue 4

As properly as if you prefer a great deal more evidence that marijuana is actually going mainstream, consider this ...

On Nov 8th, 10s of 10s of Americans in 9 states 9 health problems moved surveys as well as polls and also additionally selected future of cannabis. As well as additionally residents in Arkansas, Florida, North Dakota in addition to also Montana passed tally initiatives legislating treatment weed. That suggests one in 5 Americans - Twenty% of our group - woken up on Aug 9th seeking by themselves in an ailment where medical and/or residence amusement weed is truly lawful for grown-ups 21 and additionally over Bubba Kush Weed.

A particular pot facility could probably consume much more than $676 1000 a year. The marketplace area for weed "edibles" goes with hobbies that. There are truly lawn takes care of and also furthermore marijuana electrical power alcohols.

Numerous people in fact understand involving the weed-related firm tasks of Snoop Dog, country tunes tale Willie Nelson along with also famous personality and also performer Tommy Chong. A lot less identify that Grammy Award thriving vocalist Melissa Etheridge is really establishing her exceptionally personal collection of cannabis-infused a glass of gewurztraminer and likewise TELEVISION discussion device amount Whoopi Goldberg is in fact discharging a set of specialist marijuana traits desired at ladies.

Nothing whatsoever in each around the world today (and additionally I suggest definitely nothing with all whatsoever), definitely not cellular phones, automotives, aerospace, building, gold, oil, program treatment, healthcare, entirely absolutely nothing whatsoever ... is in fact creating as a lot or also as swiftly as the market spot for accredited cannabis.

As a Schedule 1 drug, cannabis gets set up together with medicine, LSD, as properly as delirium. In the skin level of placing worry emerging coming from the physician, clinical scientists, health and wellness ailment federal authorities governments along with Congress, the Drug Enforcement Agency (DEA) have definitely happened under the gun to marijuana to a Schedule II medication, or maybe perhaps likewise a Schedule III.

For people averse to consuming smoke cigarettes, there are truly internet sites that utilize THC-laden tablets, lip creams, hash washroom oils, modern element, as well as also THC locations that provide "specific demand ... a simple starting factor together with unparalleled stretch." Dried shoppers may simply appreciate THC-infused coffees, sodas, and also mineral water. The market region renovation in home enjoyment marijuana, curative cannabis along with consequences have actually also been in simple fact looking at quick and easy improvement, as effectively as likewise lastly main reason Weed Online.

Turf seems to attach deep-seated area. The electors in disorder after begin are actually instantly happening to an arrangement that marijuana is actually truthfully medicine.

Consider this: Through 2020, the market for authorized marijuana are visiting many undoubtedly take care of $22.8 billion (undoubtedly certainly not thousand, nevertheless billion in addition to a B). The authorized market for grass "might be in fact above the National Football League, which found $12 billion of earnings in 2015. In in between 2016 as well as furthermore 2029, the anticipated development of grass is actually thought to get to $100 billion - 1,308% improvement.

As the senior residents increases, for that reason are mosting likely to undoubtedly the dimensions of the medical care weed market. Social certification of weed are going to certainly grow as effectively, as a great number of people discover the perks of specialist weed for by themselves Bubba Kush Weed.

A most up-to-date poll by means of Quinnipiac University located that 89 per-cent of electors in the United States experience that matures ought to be in fact allowed legal accessibility to professional yard when a medical care trained encourages it. And additionally the U.S.A. is in fact certainly not the only nation put in to release the reins on cannabis.

Weed Facts - Ten Surprising Truths About Marijuana Medicine

1. Clinical experts choose medical yard.

In a questionnaire of Medscape, a web region for physician in addition to registered nurse practitioner experts, it was actually learnt that 3 away from 4 medical doctor along with also 9 out of 10 nurse expert practitioners pick decriminalization of cannabis for professional use.

2. The sizable huge number of professional cannabis prescribeds are in fact for significant problems.

Good deals of individuals assume the wellness treatment marijuana activity resides in simple fact a reason for stoners to get authorized weed, having said that depending upon to the Los Angeles Cannabis Resource Center, 90% of MMJ prescribeds are in fact for AIDS or even possibly cancer cells.

3. Yard has a neurochemical effect on tenderness.

A National Institute of Mental Health examination research has truly uncovered that instead of simply "relaxing" a discomforts specific and even "envigorating" each one of them, the speculative components in pot reduce the transmission of soreness check in the individual mind.

4. Chamber might be used medicinally to manage mental health and wellness as well as likewise wellness ailments.

Lots of people think about yard as a medication for glaucoma and also additionally soreness, yet it resides in simple fact additionally licensed in several places to handle mental illness as varied as Tourette's, stress and anxiety, tension health problems, and likewise furthermore anorexia nervosa alongside bulimia.

5. Qualified pot might be actually kept without shedding its own really personal strength for all over 60 months.

The National Institute on Drug Abuse administered an examination research study that showed that medical-grade weed might be had at icy temperature levels for around 60 months without falling any kind of form of strength.

6. Medical weed may lower the array of medication-related fatalities by means of 1,000 or maybe added annual.

The FDA lately launched a document that presents that 17 chemical abuse for indicators varying coming from a sick stomach or barfing to tenderness (which may be in fact modified along with medical MJ) was really in expense of 10,000+ fatalities in between 1997 and also additionally 2005, at a price of around 1,000 a year.

7. The University of Mississippi has really been actually truly cultivating health care marijuana for over forty years.

The United States professionals possesses an enduring planning together with Ole Miss to increase a set of weed traits for health treatment research. Annual considering that 1968, professionals at Ole Miss have really remained in fact boosting in between 1.5 and additionally 6.5 acres of clinical MJ.

8. Lawyer marijuana provides as much as lower wrongful marijuana consumption a few of kids.

The Substance Abuse and also likewise Mental Health Services Administration possesses definitely set up that in 8 of the 10 issues alongside lawful medical yard policies, limited usage in addition to adolescents has actually really shed around 3 per-cent.

9. Smoking yard could possibly reduce your alternatives of employing bronchi cancer cells tissues.

Even with scenarios contrarily, a sizable analysis research at UCLA found no relationship in between cigarette smoking pot as well as also acquiring bronchi cancer cells tissues, proclaiming instead that marijuana "could possibly possess some precautionary influence."

10. Grass can ideally improve the body unit body immune system.

Exists whatever container can undoubtedly refrain from doing? MEDICAL PROFESSIONAL Donald Abrams found in an analysis study discharged in Annals of Internal Medicine that healthcare container individuals possessed in reality "improved untouchable component" distinguished to clients that received a sweets tablet computer.

Medical Marijuana - A Growing Field

Despite having possessing no wordplay prepared it is actually assessing to ignore the thriving organisation establishing lining the manufacturing aside from assets of medical marijuana. Together with MMJ currently certified in 15 problems along with the District of Columbia, the market place location is really prolonging firmly.

Coping with a Variety of Ailments

Normally a great deal additional research study is really essential in developing which concerns health care flowerpot can just aid, however, likewise this listing is truly encouraging.

THC, the enthusiastic part in marijuana invites truth been actually truly revealed to successfully reduce a quantity of troubles. Most current investigation studies have truly suggested that THC gets versus the buildup of security deposits of dental caries enducing plaques fastened together with Alzheimer's wellness condition Bubba Kush Weed.

Certainly Not Just Smoking

Expert cannabis challengers protest extremely to the definitely most popular treatment of use: cigarette smoking. Cannabis may reside in reality inhaled in a dissipated kind in addition to incorporated to food products after being in fact boosted directly in to hemp oil.

That Can Grow It?

Recently a big outlet concentrating on info and also likewise items opened in Sacramento, CA. The store executes surely not deliver any type of kind of sort of weed, nor any sort of type of kind of greeneries. There remain in simple fact some vegetations on program however, they remain in simple fact possessed using professional people as properly as are really heading to be actually eliminated right before they grow.

Amongst the troubles of getting clinical cannabis is in fact figuring out that is really made it feasible for to grow it, as well as additionally only how much they may enhance. The problems which have truly approved weed for health care use have in fact performed requirements for whether and also merely the amount of turf a person is actually truly generated it viable for to grow or maybe possess. Aspects are really a little bit a lot much more developed facility for centers.

The gold condition permits individuals in addition to wellness as well as health professionals to establish cooperatives to extend the vegetations, nonetheless, significantly of the important things which calls the market is in fact improved on extremely small "cattle ranches" which still operate outside the guideline.

Certified Dispensaries

Possibly the best hard dispute that the federal government are mosting likely to certainly react to is actually truly the viable income tax obligation foundation that clinical marijuana are actually mosting very likely to generate. In complicated financial possibilities it is in fact checking to disperse any type of kind of source of a lot needed income.

Amongst the biggest issues experiencing these legal business is in fact obtaining the full range of solution treatments, like dealership generate up refining visa and even mastercard acquisitions or even possibly checking out account, due to the fact that cannabis is in simple fact merely authorized on the wellness disorder degree, most certainly not at the government quantity.

Opening up a clinical marijuana medical clinic is composed of a bit of little bit of task. In each of the wellness conditions where the assets of healthcare weed is really certified the necessities are really a bit many.

Proven Facts on the Benefits of Marijuana For Arthritis Patients

Proven Facts on the Benefits of Marijuana for Arthritis Patients

As a shared inflammation personal finding choices to bundled medications, not able to take advantage of routine medicines or possibly virtually unsusceptible typical medication, you may be definitely unsure. You may remain in reality examining. You may, in reality, consider marijuana consumers to come to be a percentage of doing not have in the cleverness percentage, merely making an effort to produce their dependency delighting.

As the tag of the notification advises, there is in simple fact basically tested proof that scientific cannabis can, absolutely, provide comfort arising coming from joint inflammation soreness Weed Online.

Any type of sort of large amount of cannabis customers, whether medical or perhaps enjoyment, are going to undoubtedly think you that "Mary J" is actually definitely exceptional for entertainment. You will potentially acquire a list of difficulties the medicine has in fact assisted cope with or even additionally alleviate all along with each additional.

What is actually Medicinal Marijuana?

It is in fact certainly not very advised that an individual acquisition industrial marijuana (or likewise marihuana) to change an advised for health care weed.

Some industrial pot has actually really resided in reality enhanced in addition to dangerous vegetation meals items. Medical maryjane remains in fact cultivated effectively, alongside the wellness of the individual in thoughts, together with favorable vegetation foods items.

Provider weed might occur emerging coming from any sort of type of kind of amount of cannabis fear. Health care cannabis tensions, on the different other hand, remain in fact opted for merely for their performance as well as additionally influences.

It needs to have to be actually kept in mind that there are truly pair of major differences in between medical cannabis in addition to likewise business or perhaps "road" marijuana.

Proven Benefits of Marijuana for Arthritis Patients

The lawful elements in a great deal of nations, supporting together with a variety of other issues avoid the variety of research study researches on the rehabilitative aspects of grass, there is really still an uncommon amounts of info on call. The simple realities hence a lot reside in fact crystal clear:

- Marijuana has really normally been in fact benefited from as a soreness treatment for rheumatoid shared irritability, although its own extremely own restorative capacity possesses actually certainly never ever before resided in reality checked out in a medical investigation study Weed Online.

Depending on to the research, these assessments "recommend that requirement of the endocannabinoid bundled circuits may impact practically every vital feature pertaining to the physique immune system ... finalization results suggest recovery choices for a selection of inflamed health condition consisting of a volume of sclerosis, rheumatoid joint irritability, inflamed intestinal tract system ailment, coronary canal ailment, delicate bronchial breathing problem, as correctly as autoimmune diabetic person issues using variation of the endocannabinoid body unit.".

- CBD has in simple fact offered the capacity to filter the development of rheumatoid common inflammation, while each THC and also similarly CBD possess anti-inflammatory end results.

- Marijuana has in fact delivered to end up being an anti-inflammatory

- Marijuana has in reality been truly utilized as an aches treatment for centuries, otherwise 1000s (some papers go back to B.C.).

- The capacity for cannabis benefit from to help swelling along with likewise twist invite reality remained in reality presented for numerous health issues

- Studies advise that weed could surely not simply help irritation, however might lower the true improvement of the health problem by itself.

Because of to the uncommon activities, the analysts found yourself the analysis together with a telephone call for a lot much more looks into. "Our workers believe this to become actually the quite preliminary examined investigation of a CBM in rheumatoid common irritability, as well as additionally completion results remain in fact guaranteeing. Larger, a whole lot so much more continual research study studies of CBM in rheumatoid shared inflammation are actually really offered.".

" Medical job of over 6500 attendees at weed customers nightclubs as effectively as individuals in my workplace technique cause this generalization: Many problems or likewise concerns display in enhancement per swelling and likewise kink. Cannabis is actually both a additionally anti as well as antispasmodic - swollen.".

A lot of a cynic reference the capacities for overdose, it requires to end up being as a matter of fact born in mind that there has in fact never ever before resided in reality one told situation of an individual overdosing on grass, whether with amusement or even possibly health care take advantage of. Many are definitely pertained to regarding cancer-causing substances in addition to breathing in the smoke cigarettes, however an extensive research study in 2006 may possibly leave open no paperwork of grass triggering bronchi cancer cells.

MEDICAL DOCTOR Tom Mikuriya, a person of Mensa as well as additionally considerable amounts of widely well-known companies checking out medical cannabis, completed 2002:.

- THC has really delivered soreness comforting capacities for each as well as every furthermore neropathic as well as nociceptive grief.

In 2006, the Center of Drug Discovery in Boston, Massachusetts released an analysis study certified The Cannabinergic System as a Target for Anti-inflammatory Therapies. Besides reoccuring cannabis create use of confirmed to affect the body unit invulnerable gadget, endocannabinoid exam has actually supported to identify the influences using cell-based or also in vivo dog screening.

- THC together with CBD, each primary components of marijuana, have actually been in truth recognized as "vital restorative parts that act synergistically together with each numerous other aside from alongside a range of other plant life components.".

Consistently bear in mind that treatment grass must unquestionably not be truly smoked. Using it in cooking or also along with a vaporizer are visiting positively make use of the healing perks demanded to soothe joint swelling signs and symptoms.

In 2005, Rheumatology Advance Access online discharged an investigation study using Dr. Blake et alia of the Royal National Hospital for Rheumatic Diseases in Bath.

Called correctly as identified as a consent on the alleviative use marijuana, Dr Mikuriya additionally mentions "Chronic swollen illness like joint swelling in addition to furthermore lumbosacral disease answers appropriately to weed reviewed to various other anaesthetics.".

" In evaluation along with sugar supplement, the CBM generated statistically substantial makeovers withstanding on task, pains still, extraordinary of relaxing, DAS28 as well as additionally the SF-MPQ discomfort presently facet. There resided in simple fact no end result on very first flush rigidity having stated that regular scores were in fact reduced. The gigantic a large selection of uncomfortable outcomes were actually moderate and even moderate, as well as similarly there were in truth no negative effect-related setbacks or even maybe significant damaging trigger the energised treatment group.".

There are actually in simple fact some plant lives on program however, they are actually in reality had through methods of accredited individuals as correctly as are really heading to be actually done away with simply before they extend.

The conditions which have truly permitted marijuana for medical make use of have in fact performed criteria for whether and also just the quantity of yard an individual is really made it practical for to extend or perhaps possess. "Our staff think this to be actually the incredibly preliminary evaluated inspection of a CBM in rheumatoid shared irritability, as well as likewise the end results are actually in simple fact ensuring. There was in reality no result on very first blush tightness possessing pointed out that routine scores were in fact decreased. The massive a large assortment of unpleasant results were actually also mild and also actually humble, and additionally there were actually in truth no negative effect-related problems or even maybe notable damaging top to the energised therapy group.".

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Managerial Economics Section A: Objective Type & Short Questions (30 marks)  This section consists of multiple choices & Short notes type questions.  Answer all the questions.  Part one carries 1 mark each & Part two carries 5 marks each. Part one: Multiple choices: 1. It is a study of economy as a whole. a. Macroeconomics b. Microeconomics c. Recession d. Inflation 2. A comprehensive formulation which specifies the factors that influence the demand for the product. a. Market demand b. Demand schedule c. Demand function d. Income effect 3. It is computed when the data is discrete and therefore incremental changes is measurable. a. Substitution effect b. Arc elasticity c. Point elasticity d. Derived demand 4. Goods & services used for final consumption is called: a. Demand b. Consumer goods c. Producer goods d. Perishable goods 5. The curve at which satisfaction is equal at each point. a. Marginal utility b. Cardinal measure of utility c. The Indifference Curve d. Budget line 6. Costs that are reasonably expected to be incurred in some future period or periods are: a. Future costs b. Past costs Examination Paper of Managerial Economics IIBM Institute of Business Management 2 c. Incremental costs d. Sunk costs 7. Condition when the firm has no tendency either to increase or to contract its output: a. Monopoly b. Profit c. Equilibrium d. Market 8. Total market value of all finished goods & services produced in a year by a country’s residents is known as: a. National income b. Gross national product c. Gross domestic product d. Real GDP 9. The sum of net value of goods & services produced at market prices: a. Government expenditure b. Product approach c. Income approach d. Expenditure approach 10. The market value of all the final goods & services made within the borders of a nation in an year. a. Globalization b. Subsidies c. GDP d. GNP Part Two: 1. Discuss the concept of Demand Schedule. 2. Explain the law of ‘Diminishing marginal returns’. 3. List the various forms of Market Structure. 4. What are the various methods of measuring national income? END OF SECTION A Section B: Case lets (40 marks)  This section consists of Case lets.  Answer all the questions.  Each Case let carries 20 marks.  Detailed information should form the part of your answer (Word limit 150 to 200 words). Examination Paper of Managerial Economics IIBM Institute of Business Management 3 Case let 1 The war on drugs is an expensive battle, as a great deal of resources go into catching those who buy or sell illegal drugs on the black market, prosecuting them in court, and housing them in jail. These costs seem particularly exorbitant when dealing with the drug marijuana, as it is widely used, and is likely no more harmful than currently legal drugs such as tobacco and alcohol. There's another cost to the war on drugs, however, which is the revenue lost by governments who cannot collect taxes on illegal drugs. In a recent study for the Fraser Institute, Canada, Economist Stephen T. Easton attempted to calculate how much tax revenue the government of the country could gain by legalizing marijuana. The study estimates that the average price of 0.5 grams (a unit) of marijuana sold for $8.60 on the street, while its cost of production was only $1.70. In a free market, a $6.90 profit for a unit of marijuana would not last for long. Entrepreneurs noticing the great profits to be made in the marijuana market would start their own grow operations, increasing the supply of marijuana on the street, which would cause the street price of the drug to fall to a level much closer to the cost of production. Of course, this doesn't happen because the product is illegal; the prospect of jail time deters many entrepreneurs and the occasional drug bust ensures that the supply stays relatively low. We can consider much of this $6.90 per unit of marijuana profit a risk-premium for participating in the underground economy. Unfortunately, this risk premium is making a lot of criminals, many of whom have ties to organized crime, very wealthy. Stephen T. Easton argues that if marijuana was legalized, we could transfer these excess profits caused by the risk premium from these grow operations to the government: If we substitute a tax on marijuana cigarettes equal to the difference between the local production cost and the street price people currently pay – that is, transfer the revenue from the current producers and marketers (many of whom work with organized crime) to the government, leaving all other marketing and transportation issues aside we would have revenue of (say) $7 per [unit]. If you could collect on every cigarette and ignore the transportation, marketing, and advertising costs, this comes to over $2 billion on Canadian sales and substantially more from an export tax, and you forego the costs of enforcement and deploy your policing assets elsewhere. One interesting thing to note from such a scheme is that the street price of marijuana stays exactly the same, so the quantity demanded should remain the same as the price is unchanged. However, it's quite likely that the demand for marijuana would change from legalization. We saw that there was a risk in selling marijuana, but since drug laws often target both the buyer and the seller, there is also a risk (albeit smaller) to the consumer interested in buying marijuana. Legalization would eliminate this risk, causing the demand to rise. This is a mixed bag from a public policy standpoint: Increased marijuana use can have ill effects on the health of the population but the increased sales bring in more revenue for the government. However, if legalized, governments can control how much marijuana is consumed by increasing or decreasing the taxes on the product. There is a limit to this, however, as setting taxes too high will cause marijuana growers to sell on the black market to avoid excessive taxation. When considering legalizing marijuana, there are many economic, health, and social issues we must analyze. One economic study will not be the basis of Canada's public policy decisions, but Easton's research does conclusively show that there are economic benefits in the legalization of marijuana. With governments scrambling to find new sources of revenue to pay for important social objectives such as health care and education expect to see the idea raised in Parliament sooner rather than later. Questions: 1. Plot the demand schedule and draw the demand curve for the data given for Marijuana in the case above. 2. On the basis of the analysis of the case above, what is your opinion about legalizing marijuana in Canada? Examination Paper of Managerial Economics IIBM Institute of Business Management 4 Case let 2 Case 1: The Stock Market The stock market is very close to a perfect competitive market. The price of a stock usually is determined by the market forces of demand and supply of the stock and individual buyers and sellers of the stock have little effect on price (they are price-takers). Resources are mobile as stock is bought and sold frequently. Information about prices and quantities is readily available. Funds flow into stocks and resources flow into uses in which the rate of return. Thus stock prices provide the signal for efficient allocation of investment in the economy. However, imperfections occur here also though the stock market is very close to a perfect competition, for example, sale of huge amount of stocks by a large corporation will certainly affect (depress) the price of its stocks. Question 1. Find out the characteristic of National Stock Exchange. END OF SECTION B Section C: Applied Theory (30 marks)  This section consists of Applied Theory Questions.  Answer all the questions.  Each question carries 15 marks.  Detailed information should form the part of your answer (Word limit 200 to 250 words). 1. What do you understand by Monitory Policy? Discuss roles and functions of RBI. 2. What is the concept of law of demand? Discuss Elasticity of Demand in detail. END OF SECTION C S-2-250613

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From moms to medical doctors, burnout is everywhere these days

By Jenny Rough, Washington Post, March 30, 2019

A common ailment is going around, and you probably know someone plagued by it. Caused in part by social media, the 24-hour news cycle and the pressure to check work email outside of office hours, it could hit you, too--especially if you don’t know how to nip it in the bud.

Burnout is everywhere.

Books are being published about it, high-powered medical groups are raising alarms and ordinary people are feeling it. A recent report from Harvard and Massachusetts medical organizations declared physician burnout a public health crisis. It pointed out the problem not only harms doctors but also patients.

“Burnout is associated with increasing medical errors,” the paper said.

Ninety-five percent of human resource leaders say burnout is sabotaging workplace retention, often because of overly heavy workloads, one survey found. Poor management contributes to the burnout epidemic.

“Organizations typically reward employees who are putting in longer hours and replace workers who aren’t taking on an increased workload, which is a systematic problem that causes burnout in the first place,” says Dan Schawbel, research director of Future Workplace, the firm that conducted the survey along with Kronos.

“Mommy Burnout,” a book published last year by psychologist Sheryl Ziegler, resonated with women who had run themselves into the ground trying to be super mom (and dads made it clear they were burned out, too).

A new book, “Burnout: The Secret to Unlocking the Stress Cycle,” by sisters Emily Nagoski (a health educator) and Amelia Nagoski (a choral conductor who was hospitalized for burnout) aims to help women, in particular, live a more balanced life.

Burnout is a term easily tossed around, the way somebody might claim to be starving when they’re simply hungry, or freezing when cold. That’s harmless if a person is describing a tired day or week. But somebody who is actually burned out should be prepared to take serious action because it’s a condition that needs attention.

Amelia Nagoski was juggling the demands of a doctoral program when she experienced such severe abdominal pain she was hospitalized. Doctors concluded it was “just stress” and told her to relax. Turns out, she had stress-induced inflammation from burnout.

Ziegler defines burnout as “chronic stress gone awry.” The big three symptoms are emotional exhaustion, cynicism and feeling ineffective, according to the Maslach Burnout Inventory (MBI), a survey designed to measure employee burnout in the workforce. Other symptoms can include frequent colds or sicknesses, insomnia and a tendency to alleviate stress in unhealthy ways, such as with too much alcohol or online shopping.

Part of the difficulty of pinpointing true burnout may be because burnout is a nonmedical term--at least in the United States. The Diagnostic and Statistical Manual of Mental Disorders doesn’t list it as an illness. But other countries including France, Denmark and Sweden, do recognize burnout syndrome and consider it to be a legitimate reason to take a sick day from work.

“Everybody intuitively recognizes what burnout feels like in their bodies and their feelings and their thoughts,” Emily Nagoski says. “It’s like art: You know it when you see it.”

Even without an official diagnosis--or agreed upon definition--American researchers have studied burnout for decades. Psychologist Herbert Freudenberger popularized the term in the 1970s, basing it on his work with drug addicts where he witnessed their veins burn out from needle injections and their cigarettes burn down. Soon after, psychologist Christina Maslach developed the MBI.

Burnout is caused by chronic stress, not stressors, the Nagoskis say in their book. It’s important to differentiate the two. Stressors are external: to-do lists, financial problems or anxiety about the future. Stress, on the other hand, “is the neurological and physiological shift that happens in your body when you encounter [stressors],” the Nagoskis write.

To fix burnout, people need to address the stress itself. They must allow their body to complete its stress response cycle. Instead, people tend to focus on stressors. “They assume their stress will go away if they’re on top of things, if they’re accomplishing things and constantly checking things off their to-do list,” Emily Nagoski says.

That’s a lesson Paula Davis-Laack learned the hard way.

Davis-Laack practiced commercial real estate law before the Great Recession of the late 2000s. The fast-paced environment gave her a constant adrenaline high as she closed deals and kept so busy that she barely left time to grab a handful of peanuts for lunch. Her frequent headaches, stomach aches and colds threatened to drag her down, but no doctor could give her a diagnosis.

One day, drafting a document in her office, she says she felt like she couldn’t breathe. She bolted out of her chair and raced to a nearby health clinic. “Help me!” she gasped. She was having a panic attack. After two more medical crises landed her in the emergency room, she feared a mental or physical collapse if she kept going. She decided to walk away from the law.

“It was like a 50,000-pound weight lifted off my shoulders,” she says.

Still unsure of what was wrong, she poked around the Internet doing research of her own when she came across information on burnout. “I was like, ‘Oh my God, this is exactly what happened to me!’ “

Davis-Laack traces the beginning of her burnout back to her teenage years.

“There were a lot of messages to be a high achiever,” she says. “Those check-the-box matrix measurements were important to me. I internalized them.”

The messages took an even stronger hold once she started working.

She returned to graduate school to study well-being, the effects of stress and their effect on the workplace. In 2013, she opened the Davis Laack Stress & Resilience Institute in Wisconsin. She now teaches workshops on burnout.

For those who suspect they might be on the road to burnout, there are practical tools to mitigate it. Among others: physical exercise, sleep and positive social connection (the real kind, not the Facebook kind). The importance of balance and self-care to prevent burnout likely isn’t surprising to most.

“There’s nothing fancy about what it would take to turn things around,” says Ziegler, the “Mommy Burnout” author. “But it’s a huge shift in the cultural mind-set. That’s the challenge.”

Plus, fixing burnout can feel like adding more stressors. An employee who takes a lunch break in a park (time in nature reduces stress) might feel pressured to stay late at the end of the day. A yoga class or walk is another item to squeeze into the calendar. A mom can’t quit her parenting job. To address time-management issues, the Nagoskis provide work sheets in their book to help readers reprioritize activities. Ziegler suggests setting boundaries with social media. Use the Internet for help, such as ordering groceries, but limit scrolling to 10 minutes a day. Also, it’s okay to remove activities from the calendar (or quit them completely) so you can exercise.

Gender might play a role in burnout, too.

Researchers from the University of Montreal questioned 2,026 people, half women, in 63 different workplaces. Their work, published in the Annals of Work Exposure and Health, found that women reported higher levels of burnout.

One reason was because women have more work-and-family conflicts. The women’s rights movement was “supposed to give women choices,” Ziegler says. “Sounds awesome, but it became you need to do it all. You need to run your house and be the perfect wife and mom and work. The stress on women got higher.”

Other studies have shown that rates of burnout are more or less equal among genders, although males and females experience it differently. A study published in BMC Public Health showed that female physicians are susceptible to burnout from emotional exhaustion while male physicians to burnout because of cynicism.

Steven Manning remembers the night he realized he had become pessimistic about practicing medicine. One Wednesday at his family care practice in Williamston, N.C., he worked on electronic medical records well past 9 p.m. His wife and kids waited for him at home. He had seen about 30 patients that day but felt he hadn’t given a single one the highest level of care because the appointment times were too short. Yet the hospital and insurance companies kept pressuring him to see more patients a day, not fewer.

“I began to think, ‘I’m burned out. How did I get to this point? I don’t enjoy coming into work.’” It wasn’t too late to make a change. Within a year, Manning started a direct primary care practice, a model where patients pay a membership fee, negating the need for insurance billing. Without mounds of paperwork, he had time to do what he truly wanted: help patients.

“It brought back the joy of medicine I felt I was missing,” he says. “Before, I barely had time to address my patients’ diabetes, hypertension and heart failure, let alone spend time taking a mental and spiritual inventory.”

Now, he talks with patients about depression, anxiety and stress and notices many patients are burned out, especially mothers of young kids.

Lawyer and mom Anna Swain knows the feeling.

She poured her heart and soul into fixing the troubled lives of criminals who had messed up with drugs and violence only to wind up devastated when her hard work seemed pointless.

“I’d call my mom every day on my way home from the office crying,” she says. “I was either sad over a client who was having her third meth-addicted baby or crying over a shockingly rude email by opposing counsel.” When she added motherhood to the mix, her feelings of failure increased. “I didn’t know what I was doing. Nobody does with a first child.”

Burned out on “doing the next thing I was supposed to do to be a good girl and get ahead,” she knew she needed downtime, but she was afraid to take a step back from the hamster wheel. “Boredom goes against everything we’re told to do to succeed, achieve and be proactive,” Swain says. “Even when I clean the house, I think, ‘Well, I should take the opportunity to listen to a podcast. Maybe I can grow as a person.’ Honestly, I’d grow more if I chose to be in silence and let my mind wander.”

She tried it. Rocking her baby to sleep, she wanted to watch the TV series “Game of Thrones” or scroll through her phone. But she couldn’t. One wrong move--or the glow of a screen--would wake her baby up. At first, Swain felt angry and resentful at the lack of distractions, but the stillness gave her an opportunity to daydream. That opened the door to creativity.

“I started creating little poems and rhymes in my head. I felt exhilarated,” she says. Eventually, Swain wrote a children’s book. “I felt a sense of purpose again,” she says.

The Nagoskis agree that daydreaming during low-demand tasks, having a creative outlet and engaging with something larger are three more keys to preventing burnout. They suggest writing your own obituary to find out what is meaningful to you.

“It sounds dark,” Amelia Nagoski says. “But it makes you think about who you are and what’s important to you.”

Making space in our lives so we’re not so hurried and harried isn’t easy, especially in a culture that shames slow living, Amelia Nagoski says. Preventing burnout requires hard decisions. Everyone has the same amount of time in a day: 24 hours. To rest--whether with a walk, an extra hour of sleep or a talk with a friend--means something else drops off the schedule.

At first, you might panic that you’re not “accomplishing” something. But before long, you may notice you’ve moved farther away from a breaking point. Your downward spiral will change directions.

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