story – The Diary of The Deranged Writer

X: From 2023 to 2024 (A Year-End Post) I

At exactly 12am on December 2023, I started writing my year-end post while finishing my 2nd Jack and Coke. I made an outline of all the good and bad things that happened in my year 2023, and then I started fleshing out what I outlined.

While I was writing the almost middle of the post, I yawned. I said to myself, “Crap. I feel tired. I’m supposed to finish this post.” But then I decided not to fight the sleepiness, so I hopped on the couch and napped.

5 minutes later, I woke up, and my laptop was off. I didn’t turn off my laptop.

And then I heard a voice. “Hi, Dewey.”

I looked up and I saw myself – a version of myself, that is. He is The Deranged Writer of 2008.

Notes to Self VII

Now, here I am, writing my 100th post here on The Dispatch. What should I talk about? Another Minute Warning post? Another Gratitude Log? How about a new Note to Self?

Well, then. I’m settling for the latter. Welcome to the 7th edition of Notes to Self – where I quote something relevant from any form of media or someone I know in real life. In this edition, because this is a monumental 100th post for The Dispatch, I’m quoting my number 1 hero, the legendary musician Dave Grohl of Nirvana and Foo Fighters.

The Wall II

Now’s the perfect time to break the wall
and let out the loudest bawl
for I am finally reinvigorated
and depression is obliterated

Now’s the perfect time to break the wall
and get ready for the next brawl
All of my demons should run
My road to redemption has begun

Now’s the perfect time to break the wall
and tell Death to recall
This is not the end of my story
I will run through life with fury

The Wall (Poetry Series): I, II, III

Header image: Mick Haupt of Unsplash. Edited in Adobe Photoshop 2022.