The BLUGH: October 4, 2023
“There are two ways of spreading light: to be the candle or the mirror that reflects it.”
Happy Wednesday, everyone!! No drama, but also another week of a very low key BLUGH. Been overwhelmed lately. So much so that I almost thought of calling this “Overwhelmed October”. I also toyed with “Oopsie! October” but ultimately landed on Observant October. It’s observant because the aforementioned poetry class I am taking has taught me that I am not a big observer of the world. Like, when I think of what I want to write about, the things that come to mind as writing prompts for poems are:
my tummy, as in like, how my tummy feels (gurgly)
my hair, specifically the gray hairs coming in. It’s not a big deal but every time I see a new gray hair, I’m like…is this a poem? It’s not.
my relationship with germs….jaeiormjcaseipxhrtmac;,oxjpsoji. LIKE WHAT?!
Basically, I am kinda me-focused (oopsie!). Would like to be more outward focused for a change. Some things I observed while I was out today included:
A pregnant woman resting on a bench with her hand on her belly, talking to a coworker on a break. They both seemed very happy.
There are these picnic benches outside of this lumber building near me but there is no way to access them. They’re blocked by fences, the canal, and the building….what’s up with that? Who are they for?
The helicopters flying over Manhattan looking like flies.
So I think I have it in me to observe. Currently I’m observing how maybe I’m just ramble-writing at this point, but that’s ok because as you guys know, anytime I feel that I’ve been going on too long I just
September 2023
Born this way
Here I am mid-altering my appearance. My hair is now a slightly different color. Is it:
blonder
bolder
brighter
BLUGHier
Correct! It’s D! ✨