The Diary of The Deranged Writer
Where fiction meets reality, between light, darkness and absurdity.
So, what can I write here under 10 minutes?
I planned on writing a new Notes to Self post this week, but I’m too lazy to finish it honestly. So I focused more on working on proposals and billings. (I lost count of how many they were.) And in my free time, I watched Lucifer and The Flash and ate a lot of baked macaroni. And I mean, a lot.
I’m sorry I can’t say much. I’m so lazy today. I hope to be less lazy tomorrow.
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All right. What can I share here in under 10 minutes?
Firstly, I would like to share why I did not blog last Wednesday: I don’t feel like blogging that day. I just wanted to finish last month’s billings and then watch the 1st season of Designated Survivor. (Thank you, Younger Brother, for recommending the show to me.) I waited until today to get my blogging energy back.
Speaking of today, what about it? Well, I ran an errand then continued watching Designated Survivor with my Father. And at dinner time, we had some tuna and salmon sashimi, Jack and Coke Zeros, and Cointreau with my Mother. As I’m typing this, I’m drinking my 2nd Jack and Coke Zero, but now I’m watching a different show: Season 3 of Lucifer.
I failed to meet my monthly blog count last month, and I don’t want that to happen again. So I must push myself to keep blogging this month and beyond. And maybe I should mix up my content a little… maybe publish more Notes to Self or create a new blogging series on The Diary. Fingers crossed.
And time’s up.
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Hello. Sorry for being silent the past several days. I’m at another low point and I don’t want to discuss it here on The Diary yet.
But here’s what I can share now: I’m listening to 1 of the saddest yet hopeful Linkin Park songs ever, “The Messenger”. It’s an acoustic song and the last track from LP’s 4th studio album A Thousand Suns.
When life leaves us blind
Linkin Park’s “The Messenger”
Love keeps us kind
I need to hold on tighter. I need to.
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