Sometimes we get so caught up in shit that we forget about the things that truly matter most in our lives. Sometimes our hearts hurt from longing, desperately longing for some place other than the present, somewhere other than where we are now, even when things aren’t particularly bad for us. We feel trapped for … Continue reading 500 WORDS, DAY 50: Lives of Quiet Desperation
When I write about my fascination with the random and weird, the reality is that it comes from a place of understanding. It comes from a place of truly understanding that we are all unique, each and every one of us, and I don’t mean to say that in a cheesy, seemingly inspirational way, I … Continue reading 500 WORDS, DAY 49: What Is Unique Other Than Weird?
It’s been almost fifty days of my current writing experiment, my goal of posting at least five hundred daily words on my blog, and although I constantly think of quitting, either from a place of laziness or just feeling overwhelmed, I’m glad I’ve persevered through it so far. I find that, at times, I can … Continue reading 500 WORDS, DAY 48: My Writing is Random Because Life Is
I’ve been writing about addiction recently; more specifically addiction to drugs, and even more specifically, weed addiction, which is not known to be a particularly heavy addiction, but which more and more people are starting to realize is real nonetheless, and should be discussed. I would classify myself as being addicted to weed, but not … Continue reading 500 WORDS, DAY 47: Drugs as Tools, Not Entertainment
I’ve been writing about addictions of different kinds during the past few days. I’ve opened up about my ongoing weed addiction, although I’m sure it might sound ridiculous to some who grew up believing, just as I did, that weed is not addictive in the slightest. I’ve explained the reasons why certain substances, like weed, … Continue reading 500 WORDS, DAY 46: Ongoing Weed Addiction Pt. 2
Yesterday I continued the topic I started two days ago, that of my ongoing weed addiction, and about weed in general and what I think about it, as well as some other drugs and substances. We’ve gotten out of the way the fact that weed isn’t physically addictive like alcohol or nicotine, but we’ve also … Continue reading 500 WORDS, DAY 45: Classifying Drugs & Addictions
August 11th, 2024. I don’t know if those count as three words, let me check. Yeah, according to Microsoft Word they do count as words. Nice, three words in, yay! If you’ve read some of my previous posts that start like this you might imagine that I’m facing some sort of writing problem, leading me … Continue reading 500 WORDS, DAY 42: Sober Day, Stoner Life
Yesterday I wrote about time. It’s been a recurring topic all throughout this newest writing experiment of mine, of which today marks the fortieth consecutive day. Time has also been a recurring concern of mine for as long as I can remember. Time; this invisible yet inescapable, incredibly mysterious concept that seems to be totally … Continue reading 500 WORDS, DAY 40: Time Can’t Be Easily Defined
I’ve been writing about time and about life and death in general, as well as what I think are some of the most important ideas associated with these topics, mainly topics that come up whenever we as humans contemplate life and death. I’ve also been writing a lot about creativity and art, about what it … Continue reading 500 WORDS, DAY 39: Hidden In Plain Sight
Today is the 38th day of me posting at least 500 words on here. When I first introduced this experiment, I mentioned that my intention was to write as much as I could ahead of time so I wouldn’t necessarily have to write 500 words a day, just as long as I posted 500 words … Continue reading 500 WORDS, DAY 38: Taking Responsibility for Our Time
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