It has been a while. Forgot this corner of my life. I have been busy, with what, I cannot say. It's not like something important has kept me engaged. I am busy for nothing. Glad for another Friday. Book three in progress. The ceiling fan is working fine. The door to my room closes without [...]
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Lo-fi, Bird eggs, Fight.
The lo-fi playlist continues. Song number 424 and it's soothing to the ears. It seems like a song I can play on repeat. I think I will play it on repeat. Early morning, checked again for the snake in my garden. It's nowhere to be seen. Yesterday evening, saw a number of tailor bird nests [...]
Unplanned and spent.
How much of your life do you really plan? I plan very little. In fact, I plan nothing other than how much money I can spend at the most. That's the beginning and the end of my planning. All else goes unplanned. Road trips. Dinner outings. Casual walks. Taking a swig of cold beer in [...]
Snake, Jazz, Cooking.
Woke up a little earlier than usual. The first thing I remember seeing is a snake, fat and long, black skin, slithering away to the far end of my garden. It was gone from my eyes in less than 20 seconds. Really sharp senses. A while later, I was wishing I caught it. I wanted [...]
Thorn break.
Munching snacks. Looking at the window. Beer forcing itself out of my damp eyes. The world won't care about my absence as much as I don't care about the absence of the world. Some song playing but I do not care. There's nothing else but this moment. All else is false recording, exaggeration or understatement. [...]
After a noise day.
Hopefully, it won't rain today. Dinner has been served earlier than usual, only I haven't eaten yet. Often, my hunger isn't for food. I will see later. Met this character today. He is one of those who know nothing but shout a lot in everything. That's how people like him want to hide their incompetence. [...]
Diarrhea diaries.
Woke up with a terrible diarrhea. Ate too many chocolate cookies last evening. I couldn't help it. It was raining and raining and there was nothing else to do. Also, I forgot to smoke yesterday. How could I forget that. I guess I just didn't feel the need to smoke otherwise I would have smoked [...]
Work work work.
Work work work work work work all week all day until evening. At night, it just rains and rains. It rains a lot. Too much rain to go anywhere or do anything other than sit in chair, drink coffee, smoke cigarette, drink beer, listen to music, read a little, think about the unfinished story, think [...]
I feel alright.
Eating breakfast and typing shit again. Went out to buy breakfast a while ago. These days, I myself do not do much cooking. Discovered a good small joint not far from here that makes really delicious breakfasts and meals. I just go there and buy and bring food home and eat. Saves my time. Gives [...]
Tomorrow is just another day.
No idea what my landlord is doing in the garden at 8 at night because at 8 at night, really nothing is visible here. By 8 at night, it gets really dark, so dark you can't see even your own dick were you standing in the garden. Ding Dong. The old woman has arrived with [...]
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