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10-Minute Warning CLXVIII

Hello, Diary. Let me explain the lack of updates since Monday.

In my current job as an admin assistant, being busier during the first week of the month is pretty normal. But since this week started, I’m so swamped to the point that I don’t even have time to write here on The Diary or even offline. (Well, until now. I’m using my afternoon break to make time for blogging this quickly. And that’s it.) Yes, I also have time after work, but recently, I have been using that time to rest and take it easy. That is how busy I am lately.

I hope to find more blogging time this coming weekend… or perhaps tomorrow because I have a lot of things on my mind.

XVIII: Full Circle II (The Diary’s 2nd Anniversary)

2 years ago yesterday, I published my first post here on The Diary. And looking back at those 2 years… oh, man, I have been through a lot.

In my first year of blogging on The Diary, I promised myself to publish 13 posts per month and I will blog every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday. Thankfully, I reached my post goals and schedule mainly because of my Minute Warning series (where I write anything under time pressure under 10 to 30 minutes). And if I were to publish a longer post, I have a writing process that works. You can check my first-year retrospective on this post.

And today, in my second year of blogging at The Diary, I’m looking back and checking if my writing processes still work and if my blogging schedule still serves me well.

10-Minute Warning CLXIII

OK. What can I tell here under 10 minutes?

Today has been a sad day for me.

I woke up feeling sad. I’m sad when I had my breakfast. I’m sad when I took a bath. I’m sad when I opened my laptop and worked for a few hours. I’m sad when I had my late lunch. I’m sad when I looked for a job. I brought my sadness to my afternoon nap, and I woke up again still feeling sad. I’m sad when I had my dinner. I’m sad when I watched the movie Meet Joe Black, and I’m still sad while I’m writing this.

And all of this, I don’t know why I’m sad. All I know is that I’m sad, and I just hope I will not be sad tomorrow.