conversation – The Diary of The Deranged Writer

Song of the Moment CIX: My Chemical Romance’s “Teenagers”

Today, I randomly remembered an old conversation with Mr. Saints, a high school classmate I never talked to during that phase. In 2016, when he learned from my Facebook posts that my favorite band is the legendary alternative/hard rock band Foo Fighters, he sent a message, then we switched on our fanboy modes, and we talked about our favorite songs and albums.

During the conversation, he said this:

Mr. Saints: I wish we could’ve been friends during high school because I only knew a few people who listened to Foo Fighters while everyone else was into emo.

And then I frankly told them this:

XXXVIII: Making the Decision

While I was alone last night, a Thursday, I was tempted to drink an early Devil’s Cup. But it was not yet Friday, so I stopped myself and drank more water. (As I should.)

And then, I heard a whisper within.

“Dewey, you have been holding off on the decision for days.”

I didn’t avoid the whisper, my Inner Dewey. I replied to him.

“I know, I know.”

10-Minute Warning CLXIX

So, what can I write here under 10 minutes?

I have a few posts lined up, but after a certain discouraging conversation about my mental health from yesterday (while I was trying a different version of my favorite affogato, mind you), I don’t feel like posting them for now. In fact, today, I feel too sad to write, exercise, or even work. (But I had to finish the latter because obviously it’s work.)

Will I be better or at least get over it by this weekend? I really don’t know. Good luck to me, perhaps.

Published on March 12, 2025 at 10:54pm. Minor edits were made at 10:57pm.