I’m sitting here with a strong desire to write and yet I have nowhere to start.

I also want to see if I can finish this in under five minutes and keep this coherent, but again I am really not sure as to what it is that I want to write.

I could just sit here and write about not knowing what to write, but there is a good possibility that I have done that a little too much in recent times.

Of course, when I see recent times I mean over the last few years.

Yes. That works as a good cover. I think I shall use that as my excuse.

I really am picking away at something inside my head but there is nothing revealing itself and that is not a bad thing.

Maybe it is a sign that I need to make sure that I get more sleep than I usually have been over the past few days.

I don’t know.

I am thinking a fair bit about what I have done up until this point in my life and am pointlessly wondering if I have achieved anything.

I probably have done a lot more than I would like to let myself believe, but that really is another train of thought for another day.

It is a little cool in the office, but that’s fain. It’s probably a little humid outside.

Who knows?

I guess people outside would know.

Right now I do not know as I am not outside.

However, one day, one hour, eventually and soon I will know as I will be outside, continuing my journey through space and time in a form that involves motion generated by putting one foot in front of the other in order to walk forward, which is the direction in which I would most preferably travel, instead of backward as I would not be able to see where I would be walking if backward is the direction in which I walked.,

No, forward is the best way for me to walk in this case as at least I will not be endangering myself.

Actually, that is not quite the case. It would be fair to say that I would be endangering myself far less than if I was walking backward.

Soon I will be outside and the next phase of the day will begin for me.

I will be out there, among the world that’s outside of this office, doing things and seeing people and saying things and thinking about food and the rest of the time of the day that exists for me to spend.

Will I spend it wisely? Will I be lazy and falter at everything that I should not be faltering in?

I do not know. I do know that here I am, sitting, trying to think of something good to write and not coming up with anything at  all.

Well, here are a few words for you to read now. Here you go.

The time it took to write five-hundred words: 05:01:35

I’m probably a bit stretched at the moment.

Written at work.