I hate when I do this. What? I hate noting how many days in a row I’ve been writing. It’s a weird thing to monitor. Perhaps. Probably not. It’s just that it’s so overly conscious.
In another 231 days, should I keep up the continous writing, it will be May 30th, 2023 (Tuesday). I hope that I will be on vacation that week. I actually have many hopes for that day. I may just be getting ready to take my niece to Paris, as I have promised in the past.
A lot can happen in 231 days. A wealth of changes. A slew of ups and downs. Thoughts to paper (the proverbial one) can help one move along.
Categories: Culture, identity, mental health, Psychology, society, writing
psychologistmimi 
“From and including: Thursday, November 25, 2010
To and including: Tuesday, October 11, 2022
Result: 4339 days
It is 4339 days from the start date to the end date, end date included.
Or 11 years, 10 months, 17 days including the end date.
Or 142 months, 17 days including the end date.”
SMiLes Dear Miriam You Are Literally The Only
Person Other than me i Know Who Keeps Track
of Consecutive Days Writing Online Of Course
i Don’t Have Any Real Excuse For Ever Missing
A Day Hehe except for Living in HeLL ON EartH
With the Suicide Disease Wake to Sleep No Drug
Would Touch for 66 Months Yet of Course the Last
33 Months of That Were the First 33 Months i Spent
Writing Everyday Online Just Getting my Mind Off the Suicide
Disease All The Way From Wake To Sleep Yes Everyday Without
Fail as A Necessity of Surviving With Type Two Trigeminal Neuralgia
Wake to Sleep The Worst Pain Known to Humankind Indeed my my It’s
A Whole lot more Fun When You Write For Fun Instead of the Necessity
of Writing to Keep Your Mind Just Even a Little Bit Away From The Suicide
Disease Little Did i Know The Autotelic Flow that Eventually Would Come
in Stream of Consciousness Meditative Writing in Flow Would Actually
Connect my Emotions Back to Words in Poetry And Actually Become
(Since None of the Medications the Doctor’s Offered Would Touch
the Pain or the Numb of the Loss of Ever A Memory of the Feelings
Of A Smile)
Integral in Healing All that Pain and Numb of 19 total Medical
Disorders by July 19, 2013 And Then “SonG oF mY SoUL”
Starting on August 18, 2013 Along With Public Dance
Now 17,303 Miles Getting Back From Doing That
Day and Night Today While my Wife Shopped
As Usual hehe And yes “SonG oF mY SoUL”
Will Come to Rise All the Way Up to
11 MiLLi0N Words by October
18, 2022 Yep in Just 7 Days
From Today And True
This Thanks Giving Day of
2022 i Will Have Written Approximately
14 MiLLioN Words in 12 Years of Consecutive
Days of Writing Online Since November 25, 2010
i Suppose the Moral of This Whole Entire Story is
Give A Dog in Hell A Bone to Save His Life and i Just Won’t Let Go…
Even When Heaven Comes to Replace Hell for Real As it All Becomes
A Covenant
With my Soul
Ocean Whole Alive Within
To BREaTHE THiS WaY
iN Free Dance And Song
For All The Colors of Life to Be Always New Now…
i Suppose the Other Moral of the Story is Continue
to Celebrate Getting Out of Hell For the Rest of Heaven
It’s Sort of
Like Insurance
For A Staycation..:)
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