For the 1st time since I started The Diary, I did not blog on a Monday. Why? I walked and jogged on Track 30th and, well, I took a break from writing. And that’s what I want to share in my 12th Notes to Self.
For my new readers of The Diary, Notes to Self is where I quote something note-worthy from any media or someone I know. In this 12th edition of Notes to Self though, this is a literal note to self.
Continue reading Notes to Self XIIOne thing to note about today: Before evening, I joined Father in watching badminton videos on YouTube, and then we both watched WWE clips after. And you know what? I enjoyed every minute of it, and I’m a guy who has a love-hate relationship with badminton (long story), Father is aware that professional wrestling is scripted, and we rarely spend time with just the two of us.
Here’s to more quality time with Father. I’m so glad we both like wrestling somehow, and I’m enjoying watching (again) the sport he loves without getting back in the court. (At least not anytime soon.)
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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
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This poem is a part of “The Wall” series.
Header image: Mick Haupt of Unsplash. Edited in Adobe Photoshop 2022.
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