215 | I’m drawing a blank
I’m drawing a blank. I have absolutely nothing to say today. Nothing to tell. No
things to share. None.
Monologue
Notes, reflections, and fragments from an ongoing writing practice. Almost like a public diary.
214 | The clock doesn't tick today
Looking at the second hand-less clock on the wall to see that it’s only 10:15
AM. I know
213 | Another Sunday
Another Sunday. What does that mean?
Eat. Sleep. Watch YouTube. Repeat.
Until it’s no longer Sunday.
212 | Two blurbs
Today is about sharing two blurbs that caught my attention. I will not
immediately comment on them as I prefer
211 | Coming home
Dissipating sunshine makes way for thunderous clouds and vigorous winds. An
already bleak light is slowly replaced by ominous darkness.
210 | Reading through past Monologues
Reading through past Monologues, looking for patterns. Trying to see if any
process has been made in the past 200+
209 | Hey you, De Lens Loves You too
The past few days I’ve been pondering on my reasoning behind De Lens Loves You.
As I’ve mentioned
208 | Rain, wind, storm
I love the rain. The way it pounds on the flat roof of the apartment. The way it
leaves spatters
207 | I had a random thought this morning
I had a random thought this morning about the differences and similarities
between photography and writing. As a matter of
206 | Sundays are rest days
Sundays are rest days. So nothing interesting has happened. Nor did I have any
interesting thoughts to share here. Therefore,
205 | Full days
Another full day.
Woke up to a headache. But it didn’t take too long to get my head straight.
204 | My mans
My mans. How is it going? Are you well? I am doing extraordinarily well. Thanks
for asking! I uhhmm, I
203 | A desk was never really your thing anyway
Falling asleep in the afternoon. It’s never the plan. It overtakes you. One
moment you’re happily editing photos
202 | The postwoman
I walk out the door with my bike in hand when the postwoman arrives in her van.
‘Good morning!’, I
201 | Unwind
Sit down, move slow, unwind, eyes low.
Tomorrow is a full day again. Enjoy your moment yourself. Protect your quality
200 | 201 days of uninterrupted daily writing and still going strong
Continuing the trend from yesterday, which was day 200(!) in this Monologue
series by the way, we enjoy the day
199 | A first person view of what a Sunday should be
You wake up a little crusty after a good night of entertainment. You shake it
off with the help of
198 | Many levels of meta
Sometimes when there aren’t any particular events of interest in a day, one has
no choice but to go