Discover Bodhilama's daily Storyletter, where each new page unveils his journey as a writer in a web3-solarpunk-inspired world, blending adventure with the art of writing, SpiFi & daily lifestyle.

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Nothing.
A blank piece of paper lay in front of Bodhilama.
Today he has been sick, now he was fine in at night.
Yet he couldn't write. Or rather, his motivation was not there.
Over the last few day he neglected his routine & now he wanted to go back to it.
More words meant less time to sleep, so he said to himself:
"It is okay, today I do less.
Right now my focus needs to be on something else.
Tomorrow is a new day, I will kick on with new energy.
For now, I want to rest."
He is still holding on to the decision he made yesterday.
In his head, he had already made a plan of what he needed to do before he left.
The feeling in his stomach was queasy and yet he was looking forward to getting back home.
Dreams about his old home followed him in his sleep.
Still Nothing.
Bodhilama
These are the Letters of Bodhilama, a guy who lives in a time of transformation.
A guy who felt the urge to write, because nothing else made any sense.
A guy who is a student, teacher & creator of (wild)Planet108.
A solar punk finding his way on the game's journey of life.
Subscribe to become part of the stories he tells.
Subscribe to learn his insights he holds.
Subscribe for the sake of it.
Nothing.
A blank piece of paper lay in front of Bodhilama.
Today he has been sick, now he was fine in at night.
Yet he couldn't write. Or rather, his motivation was not there.
Over the last few day he neglected his routine & now he wanted to go back to it.
More words meant less time to sleep, so he said to himself:
"It is okay, today I do less.
Right now my focus needs to be on something else.
Tomorrow is a new day, I will kick on with new energy.
For now, I want to rest."
He is still holding on to the decision he made yesterday.
In his head, he had already made a plan of what he needed to do before he left.
The feeling in his stomach was queasy and yet he was looking forward to getting back home.
Dreams about his old home followed him in his sleep.
Still Nothing.
Bodhilama
These are the Letters of Bodhilama, a guy who lives in a time of transformation.
A guy who felt the urge to write, because nothing else made any sense.
A guy who is a student, teacher & creator of (wild)Planet108.
A solar punk finding his way on the game's journey of life.
Subscribe to become part of the stories he tells.
Subscribe to learn his insights he holds.
Subscribe for the sake of it.
It's okay to do less... 11/365 Today wasn't his day, so late at night he decided to leave the paper with just a few words and went to bed early. Tomorrow was a new day. #Justbeink
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It's okay to do less... 11/365 Today wasn't his day, so late at night he decided to leave the paper with just a few words and went to bed early. Tomorrow was a new day. #Justbeink