So a few days ago (Monday, to be precise) I became one year older and now that I am one year older that means that I am angrier about everything forever, as it extends to the plains beyond all reasonable doubt.

I’m also finding that my typing has gone down the proverbial drain.

What am I doing? What happened to my speed and finesse?

Anyway, it was not that interesting a day. I went to university, I recorded a video of me playing guitar whilst wearing a horse mask and a dress. You know, the usual things.

I spent the rest of the week being ill and working on university things and being ill and working on university things… you get the idea.

So it was a birthday for the ages and now I am sitting at work wondering what happened to the week. It felt far longer than it was and that may be due to my being ill for a couple of days. I do not know.

I know that there are things that I need to work on and get finished before the end of the weekend in order to get other things done during the week.

All this getting old has left me being busier than I thought that I would be.
Such is the way of life.

I thought things were meant to slow down as I became rich for no real reason whatsoever. Instead I become busier and busier. I want more free time. I want to be much more lazy than I already am.

Why must I do the things that I do?

Why?

That is the question of the day and there are no ages in which it can be reasonably answered.

Wait. What is the question?

I do not know. I’m not even really paying attention tow hat I’m writing right now, but then again that is the normal procedure around here.

So I got a year older, got sick a couple of days later and am now at work writing loudly once more.

Well, typing.

But here I am, typing away and thinking about the fact that I am classified as being one year older as I slowly slip further into juvenile behaviour.

Or is it mature behaviour?

I do not know.

I do know that my birthday has come and gone and there are things that must be done this year in order to get more things done than those that were done last year, if that makes any sense.

There will be more writing and more photography, and hopefully more recording of music in order to create sounds that could be classified as being pleasing or displeasing to the aural cavities.

There will be ups and downs and there will be adventures of interest over the next twelve months.

How will they occur? There is only one way to find out. You must stay tuned.

That way you can follow the thread the whole way through the journey.

The time it took to write five-hundred words: 06:39:43

Well, this was sub par.

I thought I would do better, but I was wrong. Oh well.

Written at work.