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Overflowing with thoughts; at a loss for words

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Home ☀️ Overflowing with thoughts; at a loss for words This is the first of hopefully multiple posts describing how I’ve experienced my brain change throughout my late twenties. Around the time I turned 26, I started to feel like I was getting dumber. Needless to say, this precipitated many a panicked Google search about “mid 20s declining neuroplasticity” and the like. As I’ve gained more life experience, I’ve recontextualized a lot of these changes in more value-neutral terms, while also realizing they are more descriptively interesting than just “cognitive decline.” I remember wishing other people had written more about their personal experiences figuring out their brains, so here’s mine. My flute teacher always joked that I was “never at a loss for words.” In college, my first-year advisor urged me to declare an English major after reading my papers. When I was contemplating the possibility of repeating tenth grade, my dismal adolescent self-worth was held together by effusive enco

Overflowing with thoughts; at a loss for words Overflowing with thoughts; at a loss for words This is the first of hopefully multiple posts describing how I’ve experienced my brain change throughout my late twenties. Around the time I turned 26, I started to feel like I was getting dumber. Needless to say, this precipitated many a panicked Google search about “mid 20s declining neuroplasticity” and so forth. As I’ve gained more life experience, I’ve recontextualized a lot of these changes in more value-neutral terms, while also realizing they are more descriptively interesting than mere “cogni

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