I'm totally drained tonight, too. Just like last night. It’s been happening a lot lately. Honestly, I'd take a 20 km walk through nature over hectic days like these any time. With physical fatigue, all you have to do is sit down. But for mental exhaustion? There's not much of a remedy.
#GoodNight
Lately, these days have felt unusual, almost suspended in time. Yet, in between the uncertainty and the quiet moments, small and unexpected positives keep showing up.
A conversation that wouldn’t have happened otherwise.
A chance to notice the light on the walls in the afternoon.
The simple relief of hearing someone laugh when you didn’t expect it.
Life at its best.
Goodnight, world!
#Goodnight
What Jess said.
Sleep well, fedifriends. May tomorrow bring you the energy you need to help wipe ICE and fascism from the face of the earth.
Credit: jess.a.creates
Goodnight to everyone who isn’t a fascist. Especially to those most-targeted by fascists. I virtually hug all of you and will continue to fight the good fight and get in good trouble.
Between Then and Now
Sometimes I need a refuge. A refuge far away in space and time, remembering those who are no longer here. Like tonight.
Goodnight, world.
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#MyNotes #Blogging #ShortNote #GoodNight
Between Then and Now
Sometimes I need a refuge. A refuge far away in space and time, remembering those who are no longer here. Like tonight.
Goodnight, world.
https://my-notes.dragas.net/2025/12/29/between-then-and-now/
#MyNotes #Blogging #ShortNote #GoodNight
May all of you have restful, peaceful days ahead, and may all of you find your people to share those days with in whatever way you see fit. 🫂🫂🫂
May all of you have restful, peaceful days ahead, and may all of you find your people to share those days with in whatever way you see fit. 🫂🫂🫂
This now concludes our broadcast day. #Goodnight.
This now concludes our broadcast day. #Goodnight.
This now concludes our broadcast day. #Goodnight.
Until a while ago, hearing the rain made me feel a sense of worry. The roof needed work, and I knew every drop of water would create potential trouble.
Now that it's fixed, hearing the drops fall in the evening while I relax and don't need to go out, gives me a sense of peace, naturalness, and subtle pleasure.
Goodnight, world
#Goodnight
Until a while ago, hearing the rain made me feel a sense of worry. The roof needed work, and I knew every drop of water would create potential trouble.
Now that it's fixed, hearing the drops fall in the evening while I relax and don't need to go out, gives me a sense of peace, naturalness, and subtle pleasure.
Goodnight, world
#Goodnight
Goodnight, Mastodonians. May your days and nights be filled with the smell of rainbows and cupcakes.
Bee
Sleep tight folks.
‘no I don't want your sympathy
the fugitives say that the streets aren't for dreaming now
manslaughter dragnets and the ghosts that sell memories
They want a piece of the action anyhow…’
Your streets.
Your dreams.
Ice free…
Bee
Sleep tight folks.
‘no I don't want your sympathy
the fugitives say that the streets aren't for dreaming now
manslaughter dragnets and the ghosts that sell memories
They want a piece of the action anyhow…’
Your streets.
Your dreams.
Ice free…
SmartOS drifts in fog,
FreeBSD waits in silence.
scripts awake at dawn.
Every evening, before going to sleep, I clean the coffee machine. It's a habit, almost a ritual. In a way, I remove the traces of the day that has passed, as a form of closure. On the other hand, I get everything ready for the next day, for waking up and the daily adventures.
Somehow, the coffee machine marks the passage of time, and cleaning it is a sort of anchor point.