Soft, smooth sand soothing my feet
Moonlight shining over the beach
I looked upon the sky, and whispered:
Life has been kind to me lately, and I’m
Eternally grateful for the glimpses of hope
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Smile (Poetry Series): I, II
Header image: Davide Sibilio of Unsplash. Edited in Adobe Photoshop 2025.
So, what can I tell here under 10 minutes?
It’s almost 5 in the morning, and almost an hour ago I finished all of the method statements, risk assessments, and permit forms for a single work permit. This is the fourth attempt to submit that fucking work permit, and I’m worried it will go to waste again because one of the requirements that I applied weeks before will expire in a few days. But I’m thankful I got through burning the midnight oil with my Younger Brother’s guidance and a few glasses of my favorite Jack & Coke Zero. Wish me luck on the work permit’s approval this Monday.
Anyway, I checked a few days ago and found that this is going to be my 364th post here on The Diary. Now I want to make my next (and my 365th) post extra special, and I should write it this weekend. Wish me luck on that one, too.
After writing this and drinking my third Jack & Coke Zero, I need to sleep. See you on the next post.
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Published on May 10, 2025 at 4:49am. Edited on May 13, 2025 at 5:22pm. I don’t normally edit my Minute Warning posts, but I had to do it to make a paragraph clearer.
Today’s work tasks made my head spin because there were too many numbers to deal with. But I endured them all because, after work, I spent some quality time with my Father at my favorite cafe Satchmi. My Father had an espresso and, because their affogato is still unavailable, I had an iced mocha.
Whenever I’m alone with my Father, he always talks about how he grew up poor and how he gave his blood, sweat, and tears to achieve success. He also reminds me to be strong no matter how tough it gets. I have heard his stories before, but I keep listening because the entire family and I would not have a comfortable life if he did not work hard. I will always be thankful to my Father, and I’m trying my best to be as strong as he is.
Oh… Queen’s “Father to Son” was playing on my mind when I talked to my Father today. So tonight, it’s my Song of the Moment. (And have I mentioned that Queen is one of my top five favorite bands of all time? No? Now you know.)
Until the next post.
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Header image (left): Black Ice of Pexels. Header image (right): Vinícius Estevão of Pexels. Edited in Adobe Photoshop 2025. Uploaded on February 26, 2025.
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