Have peace after the burning bridge
Understandable yet unacceptable
Rest comfortably while I’m in hell,
Tearing my body, mind, and soul apart
Hurt (Poetry Series): I, II, III
Header image: Maxim Tajer.
Hurt II
Tag: rest
Sing II
Shelter from reality, brooding in my throne
In goes the black kettle, buzzing with steam
Now I’ll grab a cup of tea blessed by angels
Glorious, comforting warmth, here I come
Sing (Poetry Series): I, II, III
Header image: Daniel Pratt of Pexels. Edited in Adobe Photoshop 2026.
10-Minute Warning CXCIX
So, what can I talk about here in under ten minutes?
After the last post, I’m slowly getting better. I finished the urgent tasks and then took the time to rest. And by rest, I mean having The Angel’s Cup while catching up on the latest WWE Raw and the newly-uploaded Undertaker’s American Badass era compilation on WWE Vault. Lovely.
I’ve been queuing some of my posts (e.g., poems) for the past few weeks, and it warms my heart when I notice I’m improving at creating and queuing content for The Diary. On the other hand, The Diary is my personal blog, so writing whatever is on my mind quickly in a new 10-Minute Warning post makes me feel over the moon, too. I missed this.
Anyway, what else can I share? Oh, yeah, as I said before, I’m slowly getting better. But I need something to lift my spirits more, like… a haircut. Quite frankly, it looked like a train wreck, and I hate looking like crap.
And my ten minutes are up. See you in the next post, and happiest weekend to all!
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