"My brain feels like
A ball of yarn that’s vibrant, tangled, and endlessly textured. Each thread represents a thought, idea, or spark of creativity. Sometimes, the threads connect in unexpected ways, creating beautiful patterns, but other times, they knot and twist, making it hard to find the end. There’s an energy to it—constant motion, like fingers itching to knit something new before the current project is done.
My brain looks like
A kaleidoscope bursting with surrealist imagery—each shift reveals a new combination of colors, shapes, and ideas that never fully repeat. It’s like walking into a room filled with the Brooklyn Bridge archway: strings of lights glittering, ideas crossing like cobblestone paths, and arches framing boundless creative potential. There’s a sense of organized chaos, where beauty emerges from the mess.
My brain sounds like
An electric guitar solo, improvised and unrestrained. It shifts from soulful melodies to wild riffs, unpredictable but captivating. Layered over that are snippets of conversations, songs, and plans, like a radio flipping through stations. It’s noisy, sure, but there’s always a rhythm to it—a hum of productivity and potential, even in the chaos."
Leah - Manchester, UK
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"A tangled ball of wool. I can only get to short bits that aren’t within the knot. I can’t unravel it. Just access whatever is at the front of the tangled ball of wool. If I try to pull it… it gets more knotted. So I just have to process the bits that I can get to."
Cordi - Manchester, UK