fibsville

God, I wish that was an actual job...

Holy shit, that happened way back in season 4? My sense of LOST time is really out of whack.

I keep a list of things I’m allowed to let myself off the hook about. They’re all kinds of things, not just stuff I feel guilty about but also things I’m embarrassed of or things people said to me that I’ve obsessed about... pretty much anything. If I notice I keep looping back to a thought that makes me anxious, I write it down very deliberately and reread it a few times. Maybe I even go back and read the whole list to put it into context with the other items on the list.

The thought might still come back and bother me, but if it does I can always go back and review my list and remind myself that I’ve already worried about that thing enough, and I’m allowed to move on.

Pretty sure the bees would just make a slight tickling sensation if you presented them with honey-dipped nuts.

How do you think these new means of distribution will affect the future of poetry? Or, for that matter, what is your take on the state of poetry today?