8.45 PM – I am looking at Grant’s post on Incidental Comics. I too am now wondering why it’s generally perceived awkward if men called their diaries diaries.
8.52 PM – Still thinking of other topics for Joseph’s speech class. Nothing is coming to mind.
8.55 PM – Listening to the podcast of TMR (The Morning Rush) about the one question a person could ask God.
8.57 PM – I am trying to remember what I should do with the presentation I will make in about two weeks; it’s about the true image of God. Hardly anything is a hit about Imago Dei—unless I count what I know of pop culture and Joan of Arcadia.
9.03 PM – Wondering how I would answer tonight’s Daily Post challenge.
9.05 PM – Playing one song in a loop: Maou’s Daily Life.
9.11 PM – The phone is ringing. I am still calm, which is an indicator for my supposed ESP.
9.12 PM – I am right! The call is not for me. See! My intuition is correct.
9.17 PM – I believe I am done.
A minutely-present-tense account: I like this idea.
However, the title of your blog threw me off–I thought it was going to be your account of a train ride that lasts 32 minutes. How wrong I was!
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Sometimes, a train ride here does last 32 minutes. Or even more.
Thanks for the compliment!
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I love your charming posts, Mati. 🙂
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Thank you so much!
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