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This week’s poem and episode unpack “revenge bedtime procrastination.”
Perhaps most importantly, the poem and discussion challenge the colloquial understanding of this experience alongside its common coping mechanisms, questioning the environments that create such behaviour—beyond our intentions and self-regulation. The poem asks us to consider: is this a lack of self-control or am I trying to meet a need the only way I can in my present circumstances and environment?
Here's an excerpt of the poem (the full written & visually formatted versions can now be found & read at mikbrew.substack.com!):
No, I haven’t looked at my screens for over thirty minutes. I read a magazine. I stretched muscles I only found ten minutes ago. I meditated. But for some reason, I’m still holding the closing loop of the box breath (and no, I don’t have hiccups). Rather, I’m stuck on the inhale of an extra cycle and can’t let it go. My body bursts with uncracked glowsticks that could build a seven-eleven and perch it along a deserted two-lane backstretch at midnight.
Listen to this week's episode to hear the full poem! If you’d like to share your moment or memory on the podcast, please head to tinyurl.com/bravingthewaves.
This week’s poem and episode unpack “revenge bedtime procrastination.”
Perhaps most importantly, the poem and discussion challenge the colloquial understanding of this experience alongside its common coping mechanisms, questioning the environments that create such behaviour—beyond our intentions and self-regulation. The poem asks us to consider: is this a lack of self-control or am I trying to meet a need the only way I can in my present circumstances and environment?
Here's an excerpt of the poem (the full written & visually formatted versions can now be found & read at mikbrew.substack.com!):
No, I haven’t looked at my screens for over thirty minutes. I read a magazine. I stretched muscles I only found ten minutes ago. I meditated. But for some reason, I’m still holding the closing loop of the box breath (and no, I don’t have hiccups). Rather, I’m stuck on the inhale of an extra cycle and can’t let it go. My body bursts with uncracked glowsticks that could build a seven-eleven and perch it along a deserted two-lane backstretch at midnight.
Listen to this week's episode to hear the full poem! If you’d like to share your moment or memory on the podcast, please head to tinyurl.com/bravingthewaves.
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