Tag: Oversight

10-Minute Warning LXXIII

Today I’m supposed to write my 10th Notes to Self, but I need to get something off my chest.

Tonight, I almost got hit by a car because I felt dizzy and a bit breathless while I was walking in the pedestrian lane. I felt ashamed and more anxious because of the almost-accident, so I went straight to Oversight, relaxed my nerves, and had my dinner there. It took an hour, 1 BLT, and an iced tea before I started feeling somehow better.

Before closing, I asked one of the cafe’s baristas if I could reserve the cafe for my birthday. He told me that I could reserve the cafe as long as the event falls on a weekday, and I said my birthday falls on December 5, Tuesday. Cool. Now my favorite cafe is a possible birthday venue. I went home after inquiring, feeling much better.

What else? Hmmm. That’s it. That’s about it.

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10-Minute Warning LXXI

So, what can I tell here in under 10 minutes?

Not much. I wanted to discuss what happened yesterday when I visited my favorite cafe. But today I just want to hibernate because of all that happened last weekend. My social battery is almost drained. Sorry. I will be back on Wednesday, October 18.

Have a nice week ahead!

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10-Minute Warning LXVI

Yesterday, I woke up feeling down. So I joined my Mother and Father in their grocery shopping, and I got to buy 8 cans of Jack and Coke. That’s a maximum of 2 cans per Friday or Saturday night. Because of that, I went home feeling good… then I remembered something that broke my heart. I brought that feeling to my sleep.

Today, I got my weekly hangout at Oversight at lunchtime. I enjoyed my favorite affogato while I updated my planner/journal, so I was able to get things off my chest somehow. Then I went to Ippudo and had ramen with my Mother, Father, and Younger Brother. What a lovely lunch. After our lunch and a fresh haircut, I went home feeling good… then I remembered again that one thing that broke my heart.

What’s that one thing that broke my heart? I’m not ready to talk about that here on The Dispatch. In fact, I have never talked about it to anyone, and I would like to keep it that way for now.

Anyway, I just remembered what happened last September 17, and that makes me feel better. I should sleep better now.

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