It’s the podcaster’s fault.

I was wondering today, what would it take for someone to repost my posts and help get my blog noticed by people who want to … I don’t even know. People who are interested in my writing? 

I think people want to repost about politics, no? Ask me what happened in the news today. I don’t even watch the news. Ask me if it will even matter in a year from now, what happened today. Do I know what happened? No, I don’t even care. It was probably bad, right? It always is!

I have been in bed resting, Recuperating for 3 ½ weeks. Suddenly today I feel, a little better. But I have been in a lot of pain. Now seeing podcasters in my feed makes me remember the pain. Then I went outside, and I shoveled some snow while listening to my music playlist and wondering what exactly I should keep on that playlist. It’s a good playlist. I will go back outside and see if there is more snow that needs to be shoveled.

It only started snowing this afternoon. It felt warmish the last two nights? I was throwing my comforter on the floor and sleeping with one sheet. Then it started snowing today. It’s 32 degrees outside, indoors I have a tank top on. Maybe I have some kind of weird energy and rage after being bed-ridden. (Thought about people fighting)….Those are nasty habits. Fighting with people, meaningless relationships in general, and cigarettes or alcohol. Thankfully, don’t have to worry about those things. Maybe I don’t notice these things; I think it’s bad to fight or argue with others. It’s 11:40pm right now. And maybe I don’t have a life. Do you know any people my age who also don’t have a life? Maybe we could get together and talk about how our lives are pathetic garbage. But at least it would be in good company. 

I have no life, I write blogs and work on my novels, people think my writing the novel has changed my personality, and I am not a “normal” person anymore, that made me laugh but maybe it’s true, who knows. I’ve been promising people (not publishers) publishers have deadlines, and I don’t break deadlines. I have been promising people that I would go somewhere or do something, since months ago. I just have one last push, the final stretch towards the finish line. And I will be done, and that will be it, but afterwards it will be a load off. And it will all have been worth it. It will all be worth it.

Goodnight  

-D

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