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An Interesting Phenomenon · 22 June 2024


It is an interesting phenomenon. When I have an inventory of writing pieces ready for my blog, I end up not being able to write new stuff.


I write six days a week fifty two weeks out of the year. And I have done so for many years. Not as long as I have been blogging, but still, quite a while. Some people think it is crazy. After all, to what end do you just keep doing something in obscurity? But fame and fortune are not the end result that this writer is seeking. It was, but I have figured out that for me, writing is like breathing. It is something I need to do to survive. God made writing part of my DNA, so I write. Whether anybody reads it or not.


Now, I have written about all that stuff before. Or at least I think I have. I have even written about writing when I do not have inspiration. Which is really just a thought about discipline. You know you are a writer when you write all the time. Even when you do not want to write. Even when you do not have anything to write.


The strange phenomenon though is that when I have an inventory of writing, I end up not having anything to write. I suppose that ought to be a clue that I need to get started writing another book or something. Those projects are much bigger endeavors that take much time and energy. And thought. And when I am involved writing one of those bigger projects, I end up getting frantic about my blog. I think to myself, “Oops. I have been involved in one project so much that I have neglected my blog. I have no inventory. Time to come up with something. Pronto!”


And I do. I come up with something. Something good or bad or in between. But I come up with something to post. Which is fine and dandy. And it is even an okay way to work. After all, I just blog about anything. I do not have a specific topic. Except life.


Which brings me back to the main topic.



I am not sure why I draw a blank when I have an inventory of writing for my blog. It is not the whole inspiration thing. After all, inspiration is really the product of hard work. Or of just living life. It is surely not something that a writer can depend on for everything. After all, while it seems that some writers are truly inspired, every writer writes junk too. There are pieces of trash littering writers’ computers and wastepaper baskets all over the world. I am sure that there are no writers out there whose writing is always the product of inspiration. Or if there is one, nobody has ever heard of that writer because he or she has never published. Or maybe even written much. Or maybe that is just me.


If I had kept on the path of just writing when I was inspired, I am certain I would have nothing to show for it. No books. No blog. Certainly no consistent output. I would have a couple notebooks full (or maybe just half full) of stuff that I thought was good at the time.


So while I cannot wait for inspiration to strike, I do wonder about the strange phenomenon of not being able to write much for my blog when I have an inventory of blog posts. I might never know the answer. But that is okay. I just continue to write anyway. And some day, I might even write something that somebody thinks is inspired.


Maybe one day I will figure out my strange phenomenon of not having anything to write when I have an inventory full of blog posts. But I doubt it.

© 2024 Michael T. Miyoshi

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Congratulations Class of 2024 · 15 June 2024


To the graduating class of twenty twenty-four
When you started high school you did not walk through the door
Instead you were merely faces on the screen
Or black rectangles because you did not want to be seen.
You made it through all those classes hybrid
Yes, some of you came and some of you hid.
You made it through the pandemic years
With emotions ranging from cheering to tears.

It is funny remembering that when you came back
I still did not know you because your face had a mask.
And I was surprised by everyone’s height
I never guessed by your screenshot, try as I might.
But you handled the new reality with grace
With grit in your heart and tears on your face
This world would not beat you try as it might
You were earning your wings readying yourself to take flight.

Now things are more or less normal, I know
And so we progress through life but even so
I want you to know that my life you have touched
I want you to know that I love you so much.
You are my children when you spend time with me
We have become part of one big family.
A family connected through experience and location
A family who went through much trial and tribulation.
A family who shared much joy and much laughter
A family who cheered when members got what they went after.
A family that grows with each passing year
A family I send out with the shedding of tears.

I hope you learned lots and have memories fond
I hope you remember us and our family bond.
I wish you the best as you walk out the door.
Congratulations! Class of 2024.

© 2024 Michael T. Miyoshi

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Life without Internet · 8 June 2024


Life without the internet is a pain.


I know it seems obvious, but life without the internet is a pain. Even when it is just out for a little while. Of course, what you define as a little while is a totally different point. But nowadays it sure seems like a disconnection for any amount of time is a pain.


I am writing during a time of such disconnection. The problem with the current internet outage is that it is the day when I usually post my blog. I would be uploading my picture(s) and my words at this very instant if not for the latest internet outage. Which has been for longer than just a couple minutes. The problem is that I do not know whether the outage is on my end or our provider’s end. It could be our router, which would be a pretty big problem seeing that the computer I usually use does not have a wireless connection to the world (so I cannot just tether it to my phone). So my routine is all out of whack. Oh bother.


Most of the time though, the internet outages seem to be on our provider’s end. They seem to go down at the most inopportune times. And for interminable amounts of time. Which just means more than a few seconds. After all, it seems that we measure downtime in milliseconds or even microseconds these days. We cannot seem to disconnect for any amount of time. Which could be problematic.


Personally, I do not really care that much about the internet. At least not when it is down for short periods of time. I like to be disconnected. Again, for short periods of time. The problem with life without the internet is that it is usually not on my terms. It is usually on the other end. Which means that I do not have the internet when I want it. Which is the problem.


So then the problem is not with the internet being down. The problem is with control. We all think that we are somehow in control of our lives. And we are. To a certain extent. Often to the extent that somebody else does not exert control over us. After all, it is the rare individual who does not have a boss or who does not serve somebody. In fact, Bob Dylan would assert that we all serve somebody. “It may be the devil or it may be the Lord, but you’re gonna have to serve somebody.” Still, that does not mean that we do not want to be in control of as much of our lives as we can be.



Which brings me back to the start. I hate it when I do not control how and when I use the internet. I hate it that life is so dependent on the internet. I hate that the internet can go down for seemingly any reason for seemingly any amount of time. And I hate to admit that life without the internet is a pain.


[By the way, our internet provider was fixing our connection while I was writing this post. I know because I saw them when I was driving to work. The provider’s message about the outage said that something was being enhanced, but it just looked like the crew was fixing something.]

© 2024 Michael T. Miyoshi

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