Resolutions

It is my intention to write short stories until I figure out how these things called voice and style and theme do actually work...

...Having said that, I shall now probably revert to not being able to write a short story to save my life.

I am now in contact with a local diving centre, as well as potential employment. Hopefully I shall achieve i): money, which will permit me to proceed to ii): Local Orientation Dive, sometime within the next couple of months.

This will presumably facilitate me in acquiring real, meatspace acquaintances, since currently I am quite the hermit, alas.

Resolutions

It is my intention to write short stories until I figure out how these things called voice and style and theme do actually work...

...Having said that, I shall now probably revert to not being able to write a short story to save my life.

I am now in contact with a local diving centre, as well as potential employment. Hopefully I shall achieve i): money, which will permit me to proceed to ii): Local Orientation Dive, sometime within the next couple of months.

This will presumably facilitate me in acquiring real, meatspace acquaintances, since currently I am quite the hermit, alas.

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It is 0520 hours, and I have not yet slept. This is due to an afternoon nap that lasted too long, and 1.5 litres of Coke consumed between 2000 hours and midnight yesterday, in addition to something red, hot and swollen that has accompanied its appearance on the inner rim of my ear with annoying pain.

Yes, TMI. I know.

I have a noon appointment in town today, and I should probably go back to bed and join the cat in dreamless sleep for an hour or two soon, but just now I'm amusing myself by staring at the pale-blue pinkish early morning sky and listening to the occasional cacophony of seagulls make raucous music outside my window.

Sleep is for the weak.

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It is 0520 hours, and I have not yet slept. This is due to an afternoon nap that lasted too long, and 1.5 litres of Coke consumed between 2000 hours and midnight yesterday, in addition to something red, hot and swollen that has accompanied its appearance on the inner rim of my ear with annoying pain.

Yes, TMI. I know.

I have a noon appointment in town today, and I should probably go back to bed and join the cat in dreamless sleep for an hour or two soon, but just now I'm amusing myself by staring at the pale-blue pinkish early morning sky and listening to the occasional cacophony of seagulls make raucous music outside my window.

Sleep is for the weak.