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Can Hobbies Be Done With The Weather
When you do certain hobbies during certain times of year do you have to contend with weather? If so, does that deter you from doing certain hobbies? Or does it make you want to do more hobbies? Hobbies can be done with anything, weather included you just have to believe that they can and they will be. If you have hobbies that you enjoy doing outdoors then if the weather allows you to go out and do them, you will feel amazing when you do so. The more you put the hobbies you enjoy into the weather that is happening at the time, the more vitamin D you will get and if you are someone who needs vitamin D in the winter and gets outside, when it is sunny do something fun like walking or even shovelling the snow if that needs doing. I am not very into shovelling the snow but I know that it needs to be done and I will do it just so that I get some fresh air. The more fresh air in the winter the better I feel so I try to be able to do hobbies like swinging on the swing that type of thing. I also really enjoy re-organizing my room and things in the winter.
By Louise Barraco14 days ago in Chapters
A Necessary Absence
Dark Memoirs - Index It feels like the right time to talk about the one who got away. That lover from high school you thought you’d grow old with, the white-picket-fence life already imagined. A fumbled fuck behind the bike shed, bright-eyed and convinced it would become the romance of the century. Romeo and Juliet, without the feuding families or the suicide.
By Paul Stewart14 days ago in Chapters
Close Enough
Dark Memoirs - Index "And at last, becoming a complete misanthrope, he used to live, spending his time in walking about the mountains; feeding on grasses and plants, and in consequence of these habits, he was attacked by the dropsy, and so then he returned to the city, and asked the physicians, in a riddle, whether they were able to produce a drought after wet weather. And as they did not understand him, he shut himself up in a stable for oxen, and covered himself with cow-dung, hoping to cause the wet to evaporate from him, by the warmth that this produced. And as he did himself no good in this way, he died, having lived seventy years;" - Diogenes of Sinope
By Paul Stewart14 days ago in Chapters
Errors That Persist
Dark Memoirs - Index "Human nature is evil, and goodness is caused by intentional activity." - Xunzi People seem fascinated by the idea that there must be a hierarchy — that I must be damaged goods or working for a “big bad.” This is the real world, of course. Besides, I lack nothing — money, freedom, or immunity from consequence. Why would I need a financial backer, or why would I blindly follow the directions of another?
By Paul Stewart14 days ago in Chapters
Pulse Ledger
Dark Memoirs - Index Many are the paths the destitute and desperate can follow to reach me. Some whisper my name like a prayer; others barely dare acknowledge I exist. In ancient texts, you may find my name murmured beside Anubis and Hermes, though I was never simply a guide. Their devotion to peace is unbecoming. My interests are entirely self-serving, a hunger dressed in the robes of ritual. I eat the insincere, the spineless who parade their postulation before neighbours, playing priest to their own hollow lives. I drink the essence of a life the way men drink wine — blood drawn warm, direct from source.
By Paul Stewart14 days ago in Chapters
Pared to Truth
Dark Memoirs - Index "Death may be the greatest of all human blessings." - Socrates The irony isn't lost on me that people like Socrates love to share their thoughts and feelings on death. Living, breathing people feel they have an intimate understanding of death enough to give a fair assessment of it.
By Paul Stewart14 days ago in Chapters
Fair Exchange, No Robberies. Top Story - January 2026.
Dark Memoirs - Index There are at least two kinds of people in the world: those who write this half-arsed kind of intro to a story that looks to separate the rare and the norm, and those who realise it's an overused framing device and don't.
By Paul Stewart14 days ago in Chapters
The Day the Clock Stopped Asking. AI-Generated.
The clock on the office wall had been broken for weeks. No one noticed at first. It still looked correct, still hung straight, still blended into the background like it always had. But if you stared long enough, you’d realize the second hand wasn’t moving.
By shakir hamid14 days ago in Chapters
