Category: “Prompt”ed Posts

Looking At You And Seeing Green

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Today’s daily prompt about jealousy isn’t going to inspire in me the kind of creative outlet that I use this blog for, and so I’m going to shift the topic a little bit and revisit my relationship with the color “Green.”

When I was a child, I used to “see” people as colors. Not that they would literally be rainbow color, or like, have an aura or anything, but I think I associated certain colors with certain characteristics, and I would see the dominant characteristic of their personality as that color.

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Vein of golden ore

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Today’s daily prompt : When you started your blog, did you set any goals? Have you achieved them? Have they changed at all?

When I started my first blog, Mixing Chicory, a few months ago I did it as a lifeline to get through the burnout of my current job. I had been getting rejected from one PhD program after another, and I thought that writing this blog may satisfy my longing to conduct research. It has intentionally kept me connected with my field and kept me questioning relationships and theories. The positive vein of golden ore that I did not expect to find is that, by keeping up Mixing Chicory, I’ve been feeling as though I’m still working towards my ultimate professional calling, though I’m not beginning PhD just yet.

This blog, I Didn’t Just Wake Up This Morning With a Craving, is meant to be a more fun one, one through which I can answer daily prompts and with which I can be more creative, like a word canvass.  Thanks for reading!

Is that a chill on your neck?

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In answer to today’s daily prompt: “You encounter a mysterious man offering you a magic potion that, once sipped, will make one of your senses (sight, hearing, taste, smell, touch) super sharp — but dull the others. Will you sip it, and if so, what sense do you choose?”

Something that I like to think is special about me (though I know it probably isn’t just me that can do this) is a special kind of intuition.  Sometimes I call it the spirit of God working within me or sometimes I call it reading people, sometimes I just call it training as a social worker, but sometimes I ‘know’ people.  As I’m talking to someone, I know what they’re going to say or when they’re telling the truth.

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