A blog series where The Deranged Writer writes everything that’s on his mind… under time pressure (either ten minutes or 30 minutes).
So, what can I share here under 10 minutes?
Well, tonight I did something I have never done before: Buy a Moleskine 18-month daily planner. The planner’s timeline starts from July 2023 and ends on December 2024. I’m excited to list down all of my notes and plans – most especially my birthday plans. (My birthday is on December 5, by the way. And I hope I will be able to throw a party for my family and friends.)
Here’s to planning the future and documenting the present!
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What happened in my life today? Nothing much. At work, I started the billings from last month and paid for fees, among a few things. And I’m supposed to get a haircut and hang out at Satchmi in the afternoon or evening, but Mother convinced me to do those tomorrow.
As for blog updates, I’m aware that lately I have been writing more Minute Warning posts than my regular posts and poems. But I think that’s all right because I can write whatever I want here on The Dispatch. This is my blog. Whether I write something under at least 10 minutes or come up with a haiku, that really depends on what I would like share at the moment.
But don’t worry, my dear reader/s. Eventually, I will take a break from making Minute Warning posts, and I will come up with something different soon.
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Header image: Firmbee of Pixabay. Edited in Adobe Photoshop 2022. Uploaded on July 6, 2023.
So, what can I tell here in under 10 minutes?
For the 1st time in 24 days, I got to walk and jog for an hour at night at Three Trees. It feels so good to exercise and sweat it all out, and I would like to make this a regular thing again. I may also have to go back to doing aerobics so I can lose more fat.
I was not alone on my workout. While I was walking and jogging, Younger Brother does his calisthenics. It has been a long time for him since his last workout because of business school and he also got sick. I’m glad he is well now and exercising again.
What else? Well, now I feel tired after exercising and it’s almost midnight. But first I need to have my late dinner and do my nightly rituals.
And time’s up.
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The Diary of The Deranged Writer 