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I write short journal entries about everything and nothing, unedited and raw. They're collected here.

It gets too dark at times, when the bad threaten to outweigh the good. I’ve been struggling with how to talk about such things here. The point of a daily journal like this one is that it’s an insight into my life, and a way for me to process things, get them rolling, and start the day on a – for lack of better word – better note. It was never about sharing everything, to bleed on your screen, or even to get your sympathy. I guess I’ve done some of that at times, and you can surely read more between the lines than I sometimes intended. That’s the way of the written word.

But this doesn’t work anymore. I’m skirting too many things, withholding important aspects of my life, and avoiding the sorrows of the day altogether. It doesn’t feel honest. I’m not starting the day on that better note, rather a cracked one feeding through a broken amplifier.

Some of those unnamed things are private, while others aren’t for me to share at all. There are things that probably would be good to talk about in the open, but frankly I can’t say I’m in a place where I can do that right now. 

Don’t worry, I’m doing all right. Not everyone are.

I don’t want to add to an already dark today with more sickness and despair. So I’m going dark for a while, in this journal, and on social media too. If you need to get in touch with me, use email, or text me if you have my number. If you want to make sure that you don’t miss anything, or want to know how this plays out, just sign up for my newsletter below. I’ll announce any changes there, as well as everywhere else.

Right. That’s it. I’ll see you in a bit, okay?

I managed to wrap the editing part of this week’s manuscript yesterday evening, which warranted a small single malty thing (Oban, if you’re into that sort of thing). There are quite a few visual elements left though, so that’s what’s on the agenda for today. It’ll drag on into tomorrow, but I’m hoping to have everything done and dusted by Friday. Then it’s a break over the weekend, after which I’ll tackle the next editing project. Gets me tired just thinking about it, but it’s part of the writing gig, so there you go.

I’m wrapping a project this week. Well, my part of it at this stage anyway. It’s going well, and I hope to announce the release dates (yes, plural) as soon as late next week or the week after. Editing really is a chore sometimes, but this has been smooth thus far. I can’t wait to be done with it though, it’s taken way too long, and the backlog for other things are getting a bit heavy.

Today feels like the first proper working day in a while. People are getting back to work after their summer holidays, and the inbox is filling up again. Some people seem energized, others not so much. I’m fine with more normal working hours, and actually getting responses to emails, but I can’t rightly say that things are moving at full speed just yet. That’s fine, this week is allowed to be chill.

Some people really have strong feelings about Bob Dylan. I had a conversation this morning about what makes the man so interesting to some. The life story, the music, or just the fact that it makes you appear intellectual if you listen to Dylan? The verdict’s out on that one. I enjoy his music, as regular readers know, and thus I’m going to play Highway 61 Revisited now. Enjoy your Sunday, and remember to rest up. Tomorrow’ll be here soon enough.

The room didn’t turn out grey, but it does look good now. Ergo, post-painting drinks with a view, as promised.

Today’s work consists of painting a room grey. I’d offer a photo, but it’s all plastic and tape at the moment, not exactly photogenic. Covering up things is the most boring part, because yes, it’s all boring. I’m looking forward to a post-painting drink already.

A new month means tons of admin, so that’s what’s on today’s agenda. And grocery shopping, sorely needed. Fun times.

It’s a treat seeing a child experience Super Mario Bros. for the first time. Granted, it was on a Game Boy Color and not the original NES, and thus the DX version, but still. And yes, the kid might not know how to do anything but jump, but hey, it was fun for him – and me – anyway. So there, the next generation is taken cared of. VR what?

The temperature is finally dropping in Stockholm, which means brain activity is returning to (somewhat) normal. I’m mulling over a project due in August at the moment, and trying not to get caught up with this other idea that I have. None of it is writing, which sucks, but I’m not worrying about it at the moment. This week isn’t about any of that, and work is kept to a minimum. It’s been a tough couple of months, and while a vacation isn’t quite possible, taking it easy is for once. So that’s what I’m doing, and so is my dear colleagues at Divide & Conquer. And maybe you should too?