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“Quiet Energy”

Brown dog standing outdoors with a crushed plastic bottle in its mouth.
Daily writing prompt
Go on a walk today and share a photo of something that catches your eye.
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📰 Saturday, May 23, 2026 — 9:39 a.m.

I woke up at 6 this morning like always.

But today felt different.

Not motivation.

Energy.

Quiet energy.

The kind that doesn’t scream at you to change your life overnight. It just nudges you forward.

This past week I think I finally stepped out of rumination a little bit.

These writings I’ve been doing… they’re showing me things about myself that I never fully saw before.

The coffee just finished brewing.

I’ll drink it in a bit.

I’ve already been out doing deliveries this morning. Los Angeles waking up slowly while I drive from spot to spot.

The funny thing is, the prompt says to go on a walk and notice something.

But I walk every day.

Maybe my whole life lately has been one long observational walk.

Sometimes the smallest things stay with you the most.

My sister’s pit bull, Scooby, was outside playing with an empty water bottle.

Chewing it.

Throwing it around.

Destroying it like it was the greatest thing on Earth.

Simple joy.

And strangely enough, it made me happy seeing him happy.

Maybe because joy feels contagious when it’s real.

Or maybe because animals don’t overthink themselves into sadness the way humans do.

I don’t know.

But for a small moment this morning, the world felt lighter.

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What’s a small everyday moment that quietly brings you peace?

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Echoes of the Garage is my running record of rebuilding—structure, soul, and stubborn hope. I’m writing, illustrating, and hustling in LA, turning the everyday into story. If you’re learning to carry weight without losing yourself, you’re home here. Read more on the About page.

15 responses to ““Quiet Energy””

  1. apollosdreams Avatar
    apollosdreams

    My dog is playing with a water bottle as I write this. She has a halter the same color as that dog. My husband and I just got back from doing deliveries, and I’m an artist, too.

    Strange day.

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    1. punisherpapi Avatar
      punisherpapi

      That’s honestly beautiful to read.

      Funny how small moments connect people sometimes. Deliveries, dogs, strange days lol.

      Thank you for sharing that. Hope you and your husband stay safe out there.

      Reply
      1. apollosdreams Avatar
        apollosdreams

        Safe as possible. The East Coast is losing its mind.

  2. punisherpapi Avatar
    punisherpapi

    Yeah… feels tense everywhere lately.
    Hope you guys are finding small moments to breathe through it.

    Reply
    1. apollosdreams Avatar
      apollosdreams

      I have this idea of writing about what wearing seeing while doing deliveries. We’ve seen some bizarre, amazing, creepy fascinating stuff. Have you ever thought about keeping a journal of your sightings?

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      1. punisherpapi Avatar
        punisherpapi

        Yo, yes. Deliveries are like a moving documentary—bizarre, funny, sometimes creepy. I’ve been writing those little moments down lately. If you ever post yours, I’ll read it. What’s the wildest ‘sighting’ you’ve gotten so far?

      2. apollosdreams Avatar
        apollosdreams

        Oh, wow. Let’s see. There’s a man on a road, that screams at traffic going by – just about everyday. Sometimes he’s barely dressed. Everyone ignores him.
        I saw a woman in front of a local restaurant, walking around in jeans and just her bra. No one seemed to care (?)
        There’s a lot of men walking down streets who look like they’re talking to inner voices. Out loud. They are muttering a lot. No phone, just muttering.
        I saw a man humping the side of a car, just recently.
        There’s a woman I see frequently. She might be homeless, not sure. She walks like royalty. She’s always got lots of bags with her, like the homeless people.
        The “beggars” are making threatening looks at people at traffic lights. Like they are going to attack them. Not kidding.
        I could go on and on.

      3. punisherpapi Avatar
        punisherpapi

        I think you’re onto something.

        The longer I do deliveries, the more it feels like a moving documentary. I’ve seen some bizarre things over the years, but what sticks with me most are the small moments and the people.

        Street vendors, people talking to themselves, folks carrying their whole lives in a shopping cart, people trying to make it through another day.

        Sometimes I think the deliveries are just an excuse to observe Los Angeles.

        Now you’ve got me thinking I should probably start keeping a dedicated sightings journal lol.

      4. apollosdreams Avatar
        apollosdreams

        Did you know that George Orwell intentionally disguised himself as a “hobo” when he wrote several books – in order to understand the real life of people who lived that way? Something about “Paris and London” too. And, another one (Wigans Pier?) He had a privileged life, and wanted to know about the “other side.”
        My husband and I evacuated NASA last year. Literally. We couldn’t take it anymore. Now?
        We’re Door Dashers. It’s been absolutely fascinating to see what we’ve been missing all along.
        Reality…in America.

      5. punisherpapi Avatar
        punisherpapi

        That’s fascinating to me.

        I think most people would assume NASA and DoorDash are worlds apart, so I’m curious.

        What was it about that life that became so stressful, and what is it about your life now that you enjoy more?

        The line about seeing “reality in America” is interesting to me.

      6. apollosdreams Avatar
        apollosdreams

        (Your questions feel like I’m being interviewed by an AI program)
        The people at NASA are wonderful. I never met anyone who made me uncomfortable. But, the environment had a strange feeling to it. It was as if there was a secret there, but no one was really aware of what that secret was. Lots of laws, rules, etc. Mostly, a “law of silence.”
        My husband has his own perspective, tho. And, I don’t think he’s ever quite put it to words. But, neither one of us want to go back.
        The “outside world” is the direct opposite. They are real. They say, and do, exactly in line with who they really are. Much like true artists, like yourself. You can’t lie in art,
        not when you’re a real artist.

      7. punisherpapi Avatar
        punisherpapi

        That’s interesting.

        What originally made you want to work at NASA?

        Was it the science, the mission, the people, or something else?

        It’s fascinating to me because most people would see NASA as a dream job, so I’m always curious about what draws someone there in the first place.

        And yeah, sorry if my questions sound like an interview sometimes lol. When I’m tired, I usually speak into my phone to text, and it can come across a little differently. Long day at work.

      8. apollosdreams Avatar
        apollosdreams

        Good question, about “why.” It’s a natural draw for most people, I think. My ex worked there, his father, my brother-in-law, my nephew, my current father-in-law, etc. I understand why people see it the way they do. I guess it is the science of it. But, there’s a dichotomy there that is confusing. Some people, for instance, deny all signs of life on other planets, for instance. While some do not. And, they speak in whispers.
        My husband wanted to work there because it was a stable job. No traveling required. My ex traveled a lot. We went across the country for conferences. (One in your area, during the LA riots. That was something…)
        The money is okay. But, people are always worried about government cuts. Layoffs, etc are common. Always feeling threatened by “next year.”
        Something shook me up there. I can’t quite put my finger on it. I know that they kept the Apollo (?) that burned up, and the people are still in it (?) somewhere on base. It felt “haunted” to me – not sure why. I always felt like I was being watched, even in the back fields. Something was off, like I said.

      9. punisherpapi Avatar
        punisherpapi

        Your story intrigues me. I enjoy listening to people’s stories.

        What stood out to me is how many people in your family ended up connected to NASA in one way or another. From my side, it makes me think of my parents. They crossed from Mexico hidden in the trunk of a car and spent most of their lives working in garment factories.

        I think that’s partly why I’m so interested in people’s stories. Sometimes our lives look completely different on the surface, but we’re often searching for the same things underneath.

        I also find it interesting that you seem happier doing DoorDash. Most people would probably see that as a step backward, but the way you describe it sounds more like you found something that feels more real and more connected to everyday life.

        I’m curious—do you think what bothered you most was the culture itself, or was it more the feeling that people couldn’t really say what they thought?

      10. apollosdreams Avatar
        apollosdreams

        I’m not sure, actually.

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