Welcome to Week 60 with poetry prompts!
What I’m reading: Anxious People by Fredrik Backman
What I’m watching: Tiger King***
What I’m listening to: Shirley Cards (99% Invisible)
((( What I’m eating: croutons )))
***I know??? I’m like a year late on this???
I honestly really love this piece because it’s an amalgamation of all the little thoughts I’ve had in 4 years of a psych major undergrad and almost 6 total years of grad school, except, nothing that I’ve shared with others in the program because they’re all memes.
I first wrote this about a boy but honestly, realizing later that I really wrote it for me.
This one really blew up in terms of responses, and I love that! What plant would you choose? What poem will you write? Can’t wait to see your response!
Ever since I created The Brain is a Noodle as a publication (and also a podcast!), I have this precise question too often, every day.
Wrote this as a piece of vent art but honestly, this goes out to everyone who has simply been labelled as “too much” for the reason that the context they were in just … wasn’t very tolerant or accepting or open-minded that humans actually come in many different forms.
Like … is there a person you vaguely knew in high school and then ten years later, someone mentions them again and you realize that you hadn’t remembered their existence for a decade???
This one is one I think about a lot. I get asked to forgive people who aren’t even admitting that they’re wrong, or aren’t vaguely interested in being different, yet the emotional labour of smoothing over the conflict falls on me. And for this, I’m done.
Until next week,
EIC of The Brain is a Noodle*
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📚 PS, I have a new book?????????