It is boxing day, the day after Christmas.

The day where everyone goes out and punches on in the streets, in the stores, in the parks and everywhere in the world.

It is everywhere that it can be expected to be seen, this massive amount of people hitting each other using the fists that they hold on their persons close to their chests.

Yes, that is the way that today goes.

Christmas was alright, but I am glad that it is over, although I am not glad about the reduced amount of hours at work, for that will mean less money which means sitting a little more tightly on my growing nest egg.

Probably a good thing, now that I think it about it, as it will mean that I exercise a little more frugality.

It is also annoying as today the specials may be ready which means cheaper camera gear and that also means stuff that I cannot but for I cannot spend, lest I want to have less money again, which is most definitely something that I do not want to do.

Oh ear lord, what a conundrum. Who knows what will happen if I keep on following?

The weather outside is grey, but that is alright as I will be going for a walk into it soon whilst I listen to another album that I need to review. There are many to write and I am but one man and one that is young.

I can’t quite remember where I was going with this.

Oh wait. I wasn’t going anywhere. Well that’s a shame, as I sure that if I was able to get somewhere with what I am writing in this particular moment of writing, then somewhere is where I would get.

Maybe I should write about advertising and how annoying it is as it really is annoying.

Annoying and obtrusive.

Maybe instead I should write about how awesome Christmas is, which is not something that I believe but still probably something that I could write about in order to fill the void whilst I work on other things that I need to write.

Well, do I really need to write them? Perhaps I am just telling myself that there are things that I need to write but am not writing them for maybe I feel that there is no need to do the writing of them and instead am working on other things for the simple reason being that they are needing the writing more than the things that I think need to be written but don’t need to be written.

Perhaps I am just trying to get to the end of this so I can avoid writing about Christmas, even though this Christmas wasn’t too bad a Christmas.

Maybe I should just stop writing for now so I can work on the other things.

That is a good idea, so I shall close this off by wishing you all a most happy of Christmases.
The time it took to write five-hundred words: 07:08:07

Fairly quick and also fairly average.

Written at home.