The Learning Dreamer

And it's more than 10PM.  I'm tired. Not enough sleepy, though. I wished I'd feel more tired. Today, I found a new yoga pose  : it helped reduce a muscle twitch under my sternum (breast bone). Each time I would sit, some muscle would twitch from my stomach to the suprasternal notch . I'm pretty sure it reinforced some weak spots in my back. I'll sure continue to do it at least every 2 days! I'm heading to my pillow now. See you tomorrow! Am I rambling too much? I also have a life on Instagram and Goodreads

Okay. I already don't know what to write about.  . . . . I had a CPR class today. I got my first certification when I was 15, but I learned how to unblock airways at 12. I'm happy I did it. I have been bugging my boss for this.  Today, It was the first day of the Planathon 2024 , and I also do some summary of what happened the last month, then I plan the next one.  I always feel I forget something. I'm not always good at taking notes for myself.  This means that my monthly assessment is never accurate. Can you imagine the quarter's? Plan is a big word. I just do my best to prepare a realistic to-do list with one new dailies, like this one here. See you tomorrow. I used no A.I. for this post. Am I rambling too much? I also have a life on Instagram and Goodreads

Here is why I’m here today.  I want to practice daily in sitting in a chair, and write anything. anything online. I need to stop being afraid of an eventual rude comment about my poor English writing.  If I want to get better at it, I need to practice. I need to practice my shield. I need to gain trust in my words. I need to practice putting my butt in that chair and making time for the rest. Or the opposite: make time for writing daily while living the rest. No expectations here. Only public (is anyone reading this?) practise. Thanks to free AI to help with translation and grammar ! And that's all I have to say for today.  Am I rambling too much? I also have a life on Instagram and Goodreads

After another failure to stay fit (i.e. relapse), I decided again to eat healthier, be mindful at the table, and be more active this week. And I found this website linked to a magazine with  healthy meal plans .  So I chose a 7 Day diabetic meal plan and 7 day plan to help lose your belly plan. I decided I will alternate every other week. Let's see if I'll make it a habit! I found very interesting recipes. Most of them are from dieticians and nutritionists, therefore, they taste bland according to the comments. I laughed! Actually, in my surroundings, I noticed that there are two types of dieticians: the ones that hesitated between becoming a professional dietician and becoming a chef, and the others. Trust me: the first ones usually suggest much tastier and interesting meals, recipes, and these one are epicureans. You can bet they will find you a spot selling good, healthy, and tasty cookies, on top of a special coffee shop, hidden in an aisle, affordable for the penny pinche...

Last year, Gérard was told he would not ever sign again. For him, singing was his life, he was part of big operas and, a few times, had solo shows, which he loved so much!  The day he got the bad news he would never be able to sing again, he deeply slept on it, with the help of powerful painkillers, vodka, and a little bit of cocaine. Later, he pulled himself together and figured out his own solution to get his voice and his life back to where they were before the accident.  Hopeful, on his way to the Botanical garden, in the bus, he saw a man looking familiar, humming a tune from Gérard's childhood. His mind wandered back to his previous life of concerts and fame. Just like before, each note makes his body tingle and his soul soar a little more. Through the dirty window, as it is often the case at the end of winter, sidewalks strewn with garbage and rock dust. The bus stop pulled him out of his daydreams. Gérard flew out on the sidewalk and ran to the ticket booth. For o...

Recently, I noticed that sharing art is not always reciprocal with people around me. I mean: when my partner tells me about his findings on some techniques for his scale modelled tanks, I listen with attention. When I start getting about my stuff, well, I see him yawning. I know. It is boring to talk about which hero we hate or like. Or sharing my cynical ideas I got to write on that unispired day.   But then, when you live with one person who doesn't seem to be interested, well, you keep these to yourself. Frankly, I find he has much more imagination than I do. I find he is much more thorough and structured and organized than I am. I fit greatly against my bee profile, going from one beautiful shinny project to the other. That's how I am.  So I keep these projects to myself, especially my writing. I am not even planning to share anything with my close people when I publish my words.    When I read back those last lines, I get it: low self-estim...

I have been working ot that flash fiction. It's a challenge because I write it in English, and I edit it myself. there will probably be mistakes: grammar, syntax, and other errors. But I'm happy with the end result. One last pass (edit) than you willl read it here! Promised! Am I rambling too much? I also have a life on Instagram and Goodreads