It has been a stressful several weeks at work, and today is no different. Today, I finished a few repair proposals and ran errands for the company. And tonight, I’m working overtime while I listen to “Breathe” by the English electronic music band The Prodigy. “Breathe” is the soundtrack of my final phase of work for today—spiraling because of high pressure but still standing no matter what.
See you in the next post.
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All right. I’m supposed to write a longer post, but I opened my WordPress at 11:40pm. What can I share under 10 minutes?
Well, I really, really had a long day. I woke up earlier as I promised this week, but my sleep was not good, so I felt groggy. But I forced myself to do my morning rituals, fueled myself with extra-strong coffee, then ran today’s errands… and there were a lot of errands. My smartwatch is so happy that I got to walk 6,000 steps before lunchtime, and I honestly didn’t feel tired until I ran my last errand: having a watch fixed. I waited on the bench for several minutes, and I almost fell asleep. Looks like my extra-strong coffee is not strong enough.
With the caffeine out of my system already, I walked to the nearest Army Navy and ordered my favorite chicken burrito with extra orange cheese and a Coke Zero as my beverage. Once again, my heart and tummy are happy. (And this is why I’m fat.) After that, I enjoyed a slower walk around the area.
Crap. My 10 minutes is almost up. That’s it for now. Happy weekend, everyone.
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All right. What can I write here under 10 minutes?
It was a pretty dull day, especially at work. Since I didn’t have any paperwork today, I ran an errand and that was it. And since I was done early, I dropped by my favorite cafe and had my favorite affogato. After an hour though, I went home early—like before rush hour. I don’t feel like staying at the mall until closing time today.
What else? Well, that’s it. Besides having my favorite caffeinated drink, it was a pretty dull day.
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The Diary of The Deranged Writer 