then you came back from space
with a brand new laugh & a different face
you took me hand & held it up
& shot my arm full of love& it spread, & it spread
into the world.-the avett brothers, “& it spread”
new years day, get here soon!
People say “there are other fish in the sea,” I say “fuck you, she was my sea.
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LOLLLLLLL Balloon Boy Winnie
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Trauma and the benefits of writing about it (Psychology Today)
…The mind is most settled when there is coherence to our thoughts. We seek to resolve conflicting thoughts by remembering them and processing them. So, a dangerous cycle can develop with traumatic events. Because they are fragmented, there are constant reminders of them. But, because they are painful, we do not process them deeply. And so, we suffer the stress of remembering a painful situation without resolving the incoherence.
Research by my colleague Jamie Pennebaker and his colleagues suggests that one of the best therapies for this kind of psychological trauma is also one of the simplest: writing. He describes this procedure in a 1997 paper in Psychological Science. People are asked to spend three consecutive days writing about one or more traumatic events. They are encouraged to really explore the thoughts and emotions surrounding the event, and to tie it to relationships with significant others. In studies of this technique, people doing this writing are compared to others who write about unemotional topics like time management.
As you might expect, writing about these emotional events was very difficult for people. They did not enjoy the experience, and they found it painful. However, the long-term effects of this writing were fascinating. If you followed the people in these studies over time, they reported fewer illnesses, they went to the doctor less often, and they suffered fewer symptoms of depression in the future. They were less likely to miss work and school, and their performance at work went up. These effects lasted for months and years after writing.
Time to face the fears?
I can never read all the books I want; I can never be all the people I want and live all the lives I want. I can never train myself in all the skills I want. And why do I want? I want to live and feel all the shades, tones and variations of mental and physical experience possible in life. And I am horribly limited.
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Happy Ticket Cookies
In Russia there is a belief that if you get a ticket while on public transportation or just in movies, and the sum of the first half of the digits of the ticket number match to the sum of the second half, then you are holding a happy ticket, which, if to be eaten promptly, can bring luck to your life. During Soviet times, it was a must to check the ticket when you are in bus and to calculate in mind automatically if it’s good to be considered magical or not, if yes - then to put it in the mouth in one sneaky move so that nobody around could see you doing this, then chew thoroughly and swallow. Thousands of people did this, not just little kids, though the kids were probably the champions by the amount of eaten tickets.
Probably in order to refresh this tradition, Russian Department of Transport has ordered cookies from Russian designers at artlebedev.ru that were made in a form of a Russian bus ticket, they have numbers on them too, and all the numbers are “lucky”. It has many chances to become popular among people giving them sweet nostalgie feeling about their youth times when they were checking each and every ticket in hope of getting one lucky piece, and to tell their children or grand-children about this during the evening tea.
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