Impressionable

What I read is what I feel. Sometimes that’s good, other times not. Just reading about poisonous mushrooms today made me feel as if I were about to become sick and die from liver failure. Similarly, reading the news made me anxious. The world sounds like such a dangerous place, full of racists and rapists. I think tonight’s book will have to be light and fluffy, all sweetness and froth, to counteract the scary things I read earlier.