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Created: November 29th, 2019 at 12:06pm
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Here is a collection of ruminations and whatnot.
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I had a job offer but I decided against it. That job was too complicated and i knew that I would be going crazy doing it. I've been away from this type of job for four years and it's not a good thing for me to jump back into it, knowing that I haven't kept up with it since I left.
So I'm back to square one and I'll be writing for the interim. |
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| I'm now looking for a job. I think writing is too lonely a job and I'm not earning much from this work. So I'm back on the job search mode. |
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| Now that I've decided to quit writing, what is there else to do on WdC? I will be blogging, as that will keep me going. But it's really true - the stories and imagination have run dry. I do not have any new thing to do and work on. |
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| I'm missing my. boyfriend. We've not spoken for a while. I know he loves me and I love him. I wish he lived closer. Or I could move to his country. It's difficult to determine what our future will be. I rely on God's Confidence that my boyfriend and I will be together soon for good. |
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| I've had a run of bad luck with my writing. It seems my Muse is elsewhere. I've got a book of prompts but it isn't helping. I got this book when I was takng my classes in creative writing. I'm not sure that I'll write again. I think my writing career is over. |
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This morning I was in bed trying to get a second dose of sleep. A thought came to me and said wouldn't it be better to die now and forget about life? I was so sad. I felt sad and tried to fight off that thought. Then I had other sad thoughts that told me to get rid of my dog. To give him away. I love my dog and want him to be happy with me. I couldn't stand it anymore so I got out of bed and joined my dog in the kitchen where we are now. He's a loyal and faithful dog and loves me always and I love him always.
This sadness is extreme for me on a Saturday. Weekends are worst for me and my depression. I've taken meds for it and with the day going I'm feeling the sad thoughts recede from my mind and my body. I can tell I am getting more like my normail self now. |
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| I've been able to get through the day without a lot of sad thoughts. I think I owe My Guardian Angel for this. |
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| I'm working on a new book of short stories. It's taking me a while. But it's good for me to do this because it makes me think of a creative work - I mean, think creatively. I'm not the type to like brooding over things. Creative writing is what I recommend to anyone who's sunk in the gloom of their thoughts. It might take a while to get on top. of things but it does work for me. |
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