Today is a good day to be spun like a record. I have found my grooves and the music is playing so sweetly from my spiraling ridges, down my fingers, and onto the keyboard. The last few days, I have been skipping tracks and looping sounds. I’ve been stuck in a rut. And while I have momentarily escaped the days made up of marred battlefields and trenches, I am dancing a broken waltz with my thesis, jittering and skittering on the razor’s edge of my page.
But no matter. Today, the chords are triumphant! The words tumble onto the page and finally, I feel insightful. I want to sing it to the sky, “I have figured out my third chapter argument–after all this time, I’m not stupid! I’ve just been procrastinating!”
If I’m honest, I would attribute this to the subliminal audios I have been listening to this morning. With such catchy titles as, “Overcome Creative Blockages, Writers Block, Find Solutions in Study Energy brain waves” and “Super Intelligence: 🍎 Memory Music, Improve Memory and Concentration, Binaural Beats Focus Music“, it’s hard to imagine them having an effect. Yet, here I am with a solid intro and argument after a week of nothingness. So, I guess, maybe they work. Who knows though, I’m not a doctor. Yet.
If I keep this up, they’ll give me a doctorate.