Notes to Self V

I just reviewed my 2 previous posts here on The Dispatch, and… damn. I sound so depressing. And I’m still depressed, to be honest.

But let me change the mood somehow with this 60th post of The Dispatch and the 5th edition of Notes to Self! This is the blog segment where I usually quote something relevant from any form of media or from someone I know in real life. In this edition though, I simply want to remind my stupid self…

Don’t you ever touch the socket when your hands are wet.

I don’t want to tell the long story. But yeah, I’m an idiot. Way to change the mood, right?

Anyway, if you have any quotes or reminds I should take by heart, you can send it in the comments section below, on my socials (here are my FacebookInstagram, and Twitter) or through email at therealderangedwriter@gmail.com.

Until the next post!

Mark my f’n words,

The Deranged Writer

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