This is mostly for my own reference

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This makes it easier for me to remember the ideas I have for bingo fills when I can't see the paper list. Like when I'm at work for example.

B1: Finished!
B2: Use cotton wool to make a mini blanket, somewhere between 4 and 9 squares probably, all with different patterns for fingers to follow. Maybe also do a write up about how the blanket feels, and how "seeing" the pattern is better (more precious?) than being able to see the colours?
B3: A non-fiction or demi-fiction write up about ways (flash cards? diagrams? mnemonics?) to remember science facts. How memory follows reasoning, and the latter makes the former easier. Maybe biology, maybe chemistry and molecules, maybe physics using the new book I bought. Maybe using one of the mind map types I wrote down?
B4: Maybe try a Sci-Fi/Fantasy story for this one and explore consciousness and the ability to sense it in an alien species? Dream-walking? World-walking? The veil between here and there?
B5: Possibly a story about Phoebe and her mom. Maybe time stretches funny as Phoebe is trying to get a hold of her mom, frame by frame, then fast forward. Template started for this.
I1: Knowing the signs in your own body that indicate the beginnings of stress. Different coping mechanisms that help reduce the different kinds of stress. Find a list of coping mechanisms and pick out some that would work, then write up a demi-fiction/non-fiction piece putting all these ideas together. Possibly write a story involving Carla having a bad/stressful day and using breathing/yoga techniques to calm down.
I2: I'm not really sure what I want to do here. My first thought was yarn turning into something 3D, but I don't know if that shows metamorphosis well enough. Maybe get ombre yarn and knit something that changes pattern as the colour changes? Or else perhaps do a collage or a story about change and growth and how that can be a metamorphosis of sorts.
I4: Finished!
Maybe an exposition (I think that's the word I want) about having sensitive hearing and what it's like when your ears never turn off. A bingo fill needs to be *new* content, so a playlist wouldn't count, but maybe I could make one to facilitate writing. Another alternative would be composing something pleasing to hear (might not be feasible).
I5: Finished!
N1: Finished!
N2: Subsonic and ultrasonic sounds are cool, do more research. Human ear is less sensitive as the frequency gets lower, feels more like vibrations. Things like earthquakes and volcanoes. Maybe someone who can *hear* that, not just feel it. Smaller structures resonate better with high frequencies, maybe someone with a smaller ear structure being able to hear higher than the normal range? Sound translated to vibrations for conveying music to the deaf? Someone with hearing superpowers? Human frequency is 20 Hz to 20kHz
N4: Finished!
Exposition (?) about light and the beautiful things you can see, maybe mention the differences between day and night and how different things look?
N5: Possibly a story about Phoebe and her mom, and what they do for fun.
G1: Finished!
Use the coloured string to weave a flat bookmark like thing in a pretty pattern. Maybe 5 to 7 strands, whatever colours look good together. Might need to mess around until the pattern is pretty.
G2: Story: Being able to see in the infrared range? Being sensitive to microwaves, able to feel them as vibrations and not like the appliances as a result? (Look up other things that produce microwaves, and the frequency spectrum again.)
G5: Story about physical needs going unmet (things like touch and human company), and how levels vary and how to get help meeting those needs. Male main character?
O1: Finished!
O2: Finished!
O3: Finished!
O4: Finished!
O5: Finished!

Bingo fill: Psychic sense or absence

An Unusual Warning
Bingo square: Psychic Sense or Absence
Genre: Fiction

Phoebe reclines on her couch, hands laced over her belly, wishing the feeling of dread would coalesce into something tangible or else disappear completely. These feelings came and went, sometimes more frequently than others, never anything more than a vague sense of something about to go wrong. Phoebe didn't mind the thought of being psychic, or having a bit of a heads up about danger, but these foggy feelings never gave her anything to go on and so weren't helpful for much more than unsettling her.

With a deep breath, Phoebe sat up a little straighter, closed her light brown eyes and focused. She counted her breaths, slowing them down and trying to find the calm of meditation. Underneath her hands, she could feel her own body heat and a shimmering energy that seemed to beat in time with her pulse. One by one, Phoebe put all thoughts out of her mind, until all of her concentration was on simply feeling what was happening in her gut.

The young woman had tried meditation many times before, hoping that if she was just open and receptive enough, she could turn the nebulous sense of unease into a concrete warning, but she had yet to succeed. Phoebe wasn't sure how long she sat there, but after awhile she started to feel little eddies and swirls in the energy that didn't match her pulse or breathing. Another timeless eternity later, when she had grown familiar with the feeling of the dread move and mutating, Phoebe's eyes popped open and she gasped, "I can't believe it worked. I have to warn mom."