progress – The Diary of The Deranged Writer

10-Minute Warning CCI

What can I talk about for under ten minutes?

Firstly, I’ve been trying to fix my sleeping habits again. Today, I’m supposed to wake up at 8:00am, and because I love sleep as much as burritos, I woke up an hour later. But when I looked back and reframed what happened while having FRESH POTS, I thought of that as a step in the right direction. Progress. And to quote an old Notes to Self, “It’s about progress, not perfection.” Also, at least I woke up.

Earlier, I was planning on writing another Song of the Moment entry today, but I had to attend to more pressing matters. (It’s about work, my journal system, and my health.) After dealing with those, I had a simple ala king bowl at KFC for early dinner, and now I have returned to Oversight. It’s nice to be back in my second home after walking in the incredibly humid weather. Older Dewey might still have worn the biker jacket in the summer, but now I know better, and my comfortable outfit for today (with RSVLTS’s Undertaker shirt as my hero piece) has made my small city journey bearable.

Speaking of my second home, it’s heartwarming to be in a place where I can be 141 2/3% creative with people who take good care of my safe space as my casual friends. Every time I’m here, they are always warm and friendly to me. It’s no wonder I keep coming back here, aside from their lovely contradiction called the affogato.

Speaking of affogato, aside from having simple pleasures like that every week, I need to control my appetite. I’ve been eating more than usual, and I’m starting to feel more bloated and looking like I have a food baby. I need to slowly tame my lion-like hunger. I’m not getting any younger; I need to take care of my health. I also need to drink more water because of the damned summer heat.

See you in the next post and have a nice week ahead!

Header image: Masud Allahverdizade of Pexels. Edited in Adobe Photoshop 2025.

10-Minute Warning CLXXX

OK. What can I write here under 10 minutes?

Firstly, let me say how happy I am because I have been on a writing roll lately—at least in my actual journal. I found ways to make the memory-logging process more enjoyable and efficient, and they allowed me to catch up on earlier entries. I am totally over the moon. I could share my journal-writing process someday.

And because I’m so happy and inspired to write more, I might join my Younger Brother in his work time at the nearest cafe tonight. I have a site visit tomorrow with my boss (who also happened to be my Father), but tonight I could use some chillaxing and writing at a cool cafe, and then go home early.

But what about The Diary? Don’t worry. More posts are coming soon, and I might even go past my three-post-per-week rule this week.

Secondly, I’m tempted to sound off about a work permit… but my 10 minutes are almost up. See you in the next post.

Notes to Self XV

It’s almost a week after New Year’s Day, and my past several days have been memorable. But I don’t want to blog about all of them at once. Why? I just finished my first workout of 2025.

One of my resolutions this year is to keep exercising as much as I want to keep writing in my journal and here on The Diary. Today, I restarted my fitness journey by following Body Project’s 30-minute fat-burning beginner workout. And in the first few minutes, Mr. Daniel Bartlett (the coach in the video) reminded me that I could pick my place in the workout. I can pause, catch my breath, and keep marching in place if I can’t do the workout. But because I truly wanted to push myself, I followed how Mr. Bartlett works out exactly… and then my legs shook and I was breathing heavily. (And this is from following a low-impact workout. It has been so long since I had a proper workout other than walking and jogging.) I just had to pause, rest for a while, and gain the energy to exercise again.

And when I finally gained that energy back, I played the video again and Mr. Bartlett said something that hit a nail in my head. This is my 15th Notes to Self.