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Beyond the Window
Two critically ill men shared a hospital room, united by pain, silence, and long hours of waiting. Both were so weak that even sitting up was a struggle. Only one of them, whose bed was placed beside the room’s single window, was allowed to sit upright for an hour each day. The other man remained flat on his back at all times, staring at the ceiling, dependent on sounds and words to connect him to life beyond the walls.
By Sudais Zakwanabout 3 hours ago in Journal
Dream Log #8
This is one of the latest dreams I’ve had which involves friends, people, location warping and fires. I don’t think it’s as bizarre as some of the other dreams I have had lately, but something still worth writing about. I’ve even been chatting to ChatGPT about my dreams and their responses help me process some of the informatio.
By Chloe Gilholyabout 7 hours ago in Journal
Dream log #7
I want to keep up to date with these dream logs cause some of them are bizarre. The you get others that make no sense and some just stay with you for a long time. This is one of those dreams because it it all set in one place. It was set in an Odean Cinema that no longer exists but the layout reminds me of the theatre at my local arts centre because of the way the seats are stacked up and the way the darkness loomed.
By Chloe Gilholyabout 18 hours ago in Journal
Dream Journal - Entry Four
Dream Journaling: Unlock the Hidden World Within Every night, you journey to a realm where the impossible becomes real, where you fly without wings, converse with strangers who feel like old friends, and experience emotions more vivid than waking life itself. Yet by morning, these extraordinary adventures fade like mist in sunlight, leaving only fragments—or nothing at all.
By Parsley Rose a day ago in Journal
Dream Journal Entry Three
Dream Journaling: Unlock the Hidden World Within Every night, you journey to a realm where the impossible becomes real, where you fly without wings, converse with strangers who feel like old friends, and experience emotions more vivid than waking life itself. Yet by morning, these extraordinary adventures fade like mist in sunlight, leaving only fragments—or nothing at all.
By Parsley Rose a day ago in Journal
Helicopters Dump 6,000 Logs Into Rivers in the Pacific Northwest, Fixing a Decades-Old Mistake. AI-Generated.
In an unusual but carefully planned environmental intervention, helicopters have been used to dump 6,000 large logs into rivers across the Pacific Northwest. The ambitious project aims to restore river ecosystems, particularly salmon habitats, which have suffered for decades due to past logging and river engineering practices.
By Salaar Jamali3 days ago in Journal
My Dog’s Treatment Cost £1,600 – Vet Bills Are Shocking. AI-Generated.
For pet owners across the UK, veterinary bills have long been a source of stress—but recent stories, such as one owner’s experience paying £1,600 for their dog’s treatment, have reignited concern about the rising cost of pet care. The owner, who wished to remain anonymous, described the ordeal as “shocking” and highlighted the financial burden that unexpected illnesses or accidents can place on families.
By Aarif Lashari5 days ago in Journal
The Amazon KDP AI Policy Decoded: How I Format, Design, and Publish My Books with Confidence (Not Fear).
From Blank Page to Bestseller: My Messy, Profitable Journey with AI, KDP, and One Big Fear Let’s not start with a lie. My first “book” was a 15-page PDF I sold for $2.99 in 2018. It looked like a school project, written in Comic Sans (I’m cringing just typing that). I made three sales. To my mom, my dad, and a very confused stranger who probably wanted a refund.
By John Arthor5 days ago in Journal
I Published 4 Kindle Books That Flopped. Here’s How “Keyword Archaeology” Unlocked My First Bestseller.
How I Went from Guessing to Earning: The Unsexy Truth About Finding Kindle Gold Let’s rewind three years. I was sitting at my kitchen table, the glow of my laptop the only light in the room. My fourth Kindle book had just launched into the void. Crickets. Not a single sale in 48 hours. The crushing silence was louder than any criticism.
By John Arthor5 days ago in Journal
