I heard the opposite, that separating them ripens them quicker. In my experience this appears to be true.

Why do you think his kidney failed? That’s where he hid the gold!

I’m sure god wouldn’t let that happen. Let’s just give it a try for a few hundred years.

I don’t know. Can’t we just stigmatize it to the point where their only recourse is to turn to faith and try to live a life of celibacy and denial? They can all become priests or something. That’ll help them with the internalized guilt while they’re at it!

Someday I want to write a story about a group of time travelers who travel to the past to try and stop Donald Trump from destroying America.

Every attempt fails. They catch him on tape making fun of handicapped people. They bring forth credible rape allegations. They help ensure he’s convicted of 34 felonies. They make sure he’s clearly implicated in his attempted insurrection. But every attempt fails.

And every time it’s like, “We’ve got the ‘grab them by the pussy’ tape! Surely this will be it.” Then they get back to their own time and nothing has changed.

Lego.

There’s something about it that’s just so satisfying to me. Putting every piece in exactly its right place. I got into it as a kid, kept it up until college.

A few years ago I started getting into it again. At first it was just the Marvel sets, but then I got a couple of castle ones. I still love it as much as I did back then, except now I can share it with my kids.