The Diary of The Deranged Writer
Where fiction meets reality, between light, darkness and absurdity.
Tons of money and jewels that reach the sky
All the things on earth they can own and buy
Kings and queens in their own fantasy land
Everyone outside their world be damned
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Take (Poetry Series): I, II, III
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My heart is really tired, so I’m taking this time to pray.
Continue reading XLVI: A Prayer from My Tired HeartMany things happened yesterday. I took the train to Makati and met my parents there. We did an ocular in the south. We tried an interesting Filipino restaurant near the ocular site. We had a nice afternoon coffee at the nearest mall. I watched Superman for the second time (alone, this time), and that made me appreciate DC Studios’ first movie even more. And then I dueled with my cousins on a game of Uno. (Just one round.)
What are the things that tied it all together? I was with my loved ones, and it was raining all day long. Also, I had to power through all the events even if I only had 5 hours of sleep.
Now, the continuous rain, the lack of sleep, and yesterday’s events led me to have a mellow mind and heart tonight, with a celebratory Devil’s Cup on hand. It has been a month and a few days since I felt this way, and tonight, I’m fine with it.
And remember when I said that my Spotify has been playing the right soundtrack at the right time recently? The universe and the app did it again tonight, and this time, it played something that reminds me of an old friend and a bittersweet moment. It’s “Someday We’ll Know” by New Radicals, a previous Song of the Moment.
What a perfect mellow song for tonight.
Happy weekend, everyone.
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