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In a world obsessed with productivity hacks and caffeine fixes, I’ve stumbled upon my own brand of energy boosters. Don’t expect any groundbreaking revelations here…
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I never thought I’d have a “favorite album.” Music was just… there. Background noise. Until it wasn’t. It started on those train rides. Off-peak hours.…
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My microwave beeps at 2450 MHz. Reheating cold coffee. The washing machine thumps and sloshes, spinning my socks. Fluorescent bulbs in the office flicker and…
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You want to know how we celebrate holidays in my line of work? Well, WordPress, today you asked a Dream Technician. Once a year, on…
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Time isn’t a gentle river — it’s a violent, churning maelstrom that sometimes vomits the past into your face, leaving you gasping and tasting the…
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Saturday’s sun beats down on a grassy football field, our unusual parking lot for the day. Fifty-four iron horses stand silent, a mechanical herd at…
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I prefer walking. I don’t run. Running is weird to me. In my small Bessarabian town, we walked. But our walks were not leisurely strolls.…
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The call came at 8 AM. Mykel, gone. 24 years old. My step-grandson. Shock hit first, a cold wave washing over me. Then, a strange…
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Grit and defiance. That’s what I respect. Naomi Osaka. Silent warrior. Fought the press with silence. She dared to say: “I’m not okay.” That takes…
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Happy Friday, everyone! Let’s dive into today’s prompt. We call ourselves “oneironauts” for short (meaning a dream sailor), though management prefers the stuffy “dream technicians,”…
Soul-stirring fiction, fueled by intuition
S.J. Asher
Author. Rider. Explorer.
“Manuscripts don’t burn.” – Mikhail Bulgakov,
The Master and Margarita
Come along as I unpack the colorful chaos of life through heartfelt stories and real talk. From gut-busting laughs to ugly cries, wild dreams to secret fears, we’ll explore the moments that make us human. Together, let’s celebrate the highs, learn from the lows, and find magic in the everyday.
S.J. Asher 