After a long day at work and finishing my nightly rituals, I just want to listen to my favorite music while I wait for my medicine to kick in. And I choose My Chemical Romance’s “I’m Not Okay (I Promise)” as my Song of the Moment because it is literally my song of the moment as I type this. Thank you, Spotify.
And don’t worry. I’m all right. In fact, I’m happy. I promise.
See you in the next post!
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Header image: Ann H of Pexels. Edited in Adobe Photoshop 2025.
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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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.
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Published on March 12, 2025 at 10:54pm. Minor edits were made at 10:57pm.
The Diary of The Deranged Writer 