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During a powerful summer storm with thunder and heavy showers, I experienced a 24‑hour power outage that left my apartment dark and the AC off. I tried to use a window fan but…
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During a powerful summer storm with thunder and heavy showers, I experienced a 24‑hour power outage that left my apartment dark and the AC off. I tried to use a window fan but…
The narrator returns to Manhattan after many years and finds that the city feels both unchanged and transformed. He remembers walking the “achy bench” on the Manhattan side,…
A teenager recalls a whimsical Friday afternoon spent exploring quirky coffee shops in Plymouth, immersing in literary scenes before heading home to read Chaucer and program…
The post celebrates the importance of taking a day dedicated to rest and recovery, reminding us that life isn’t just about pushing ourselves further but also about giving our…
The post encourages a holistic approach to personal growth—cultivating mind, body, and spirit while embracing nature’s beauty; it urges proactive job seeking, continuous…
Bicycling about thirty miles from home on an ancient highway, I stopped at an overpass where I found that the place was not empty; instead it held a love story between Harold and…
In the poem, the narrator wakes to tackle a full day of spring cleaning and maintenance tasks. While sorting kitchenware and preparing his tools—slippers, ladder, scissors,…
In his Day 39 Quarantine log, the author describes accidentally spilling salad onto tomato juice, creating a surprisingly tasty sprinkled drink that he intends to enjoy every day.
Captain’s Log, Quarantine, Day Thirty Six records a reflective day marked by mixed experiences that required strength and perseverance. The entry highlights teamwork, noting that…
The writer recounts completing a substantial program and feeling ready for new projects while simultaneously tackling a poem that proves challenging because its subject remains…
The author completes a day of programming, then shifts gears to create a flavorful salad by topping it with strawberry jam.
In his Captain’s Log dated Day Twenty‑Six of Quarantine, the author recounts how he has abandoned forks and now exclusively uses metal chopsticks to eat everything from pork to…
Day Twenty‑Four of my “Quarantine” log finds me preparing for bed in a relaxed routine: dressed in workout clothes, stretching left and right, fluffing pillows, and settling into…
Captain’s Log: Quarantine—Day Twenty—records the author’s whimsical reflection on the rhyme of “twenty” with “plenty,” his attempt to craft a ballad while cooking little sausages…
In the log of Day 19 of Quarantine, the writer muses on how the days seem to rhyme with “quarantine” (a playful misspelling of quarantine) and shares their day’s creative…
In this log entry for Day Sixteen of his quarantine, the narrator humorously attempts a serious tone—citing “Wolverine” as an example—but quickly admits to a lack of time for…
On the fifteenth day of his quarantine log, the author describes a frustrating encounter with squirrels that repeatedly steal his trail mix—an act that has even caused them…
On the fourteenth day of my quarantine, I observe that local squirrels regard me with admiration; they are ravenously hungry yet their stash of trail mix has vanished, leaving…
In the log entry “Day Thirteen of Quarantine,” the narrator reflects on their solitary routine during lockdown, watching their screen and clinging to life while sipping coffee,…
The birds have started flapping wildly outside my window, and I think this is because of the plump squirrels I've been feeding nearby—dammit.
On Day 12 of Quarantine, the captain records receiving a trail‑mix delivery from the postman, only to find that the local squirrels—whom he had been regularly feeding—swiftly…
I ventured into the woods with a deliberate intention: to strip life down to its bare essentials and see if I could truly live it fully before dying. I sought not a superficial…