There something interesting about studying for a test, and that is the complete and utter lack of studying for a test.

that is what I am thinking, for I have a test in a little over two hours and I find it interesting that I am not studying for it whatsoever.

Perhaps I ma just that confident in my ability to pass.

Either that, or I just don’t care right now.

Perhaps it is a mixture of both.

I do know that I have not had enough sleep and have not had enough food to ensure that I do not go hungry during the test, but that is a story for another day, now that I think about it.

There are more important things to worry about right now, such as looking for a new place to live, or getting toward a destination that will lead me somewhere else other than where I currently am situated.

There are plenty of things in which I need to worry about, such as where the clouds are going, or how the flower blowing in the wind will be carried upon another path in order to fly away from where it happens to be located, again and again.

Yes, these are the things in which I need to throw my worry behind and they will see the worry increase tenfold if they are not found to have a solution suitable to the situation at hand.

Still, there are other things to worry about that are more grounded in the present, such as my studying for a test that I have no interest in, as that is something that I need to take care of sooner rather than later.

I don’t know. I would rather be doing other things right now.

why did I curse myself with this intense, grievous burden that is now upon my shoulders? Why didn’t I do something else, such as get really rich through majesty and the unexplained, then retire and spend the rest of my days roaming the earth, seeing what I can find out there in order to learn?

That is indeed the life that I should be living. Not one where I pursue my current goals in order to find some sort of conclusion that will put me into a position where I will be doing the things that I want to do!

Oh, this was all a horrible idea. One day I will be doing more and find myself losing myself in the moments that come into my life, as I slowly progress toward doing more and more of what I want to do with my life, and that is not a way to live!
No, the only way to live is through being rich and just travelling all the time, but only really seeing the sights and not the actual lands.

That is the true way to live, and verily so indeed!

Perhaps one day I will get there, but today is not that day.

The time it took to write five-hundred words: 05:20:79

Not a bad speed for the coherence, I think.

To be fair, I would like to be able to roam the earth, but perhaps doing something as part of my career instead of just roaming.

Perhaps.

Written at UNSW.