There is a whirring somewhere in the background and I do not know what is causing it to occur, but I do imagine that it has to do with the air conditioning of the office as it slowly powers up, even though it has already powered up and is working as intended.

Well, at least I believe that it is working as intended. I could be quite incorrect about  the surmising based on the information that I have at hand without delving much further into that which would reveal more to my being.

Today is going to be a long day. It has already been a fairly long morning, and I feel it at the same time that I am not feeling it, whatever it happens to be in this scenario.

Time is elongating far more than usual. Escalators exhibit a verticality that I have not seen before and all I am doing is bearing witness to the spectacle that precedes the event.

However, the spectacle stretches out for far longer than I could anticipate and it is not something that is choosing to end, so I must merely wait and watch and continue this dance that has been something that has gone on from before I came into the existence of this thing that we perceive as reality.

Still, there may be other things that I need to watch for and those things shall occur as a flash in time, stretching and elongating their way through the tendrils of my life, slowly forming and unforming as I merely sit and watch, although sometimes I will be standing and waiting for the time to come when I can walk away, if only for a brief moment and have a bit of a breather from the hustle and bustle of the life that is lived daily and not monthly before I need to get back into it and let it surround my being and take me along the journey that I so verily wish to follow, aside from when I do not want to follow it as there are other things that I need to do, such as water the plants or make the music or take the photos that are merely a historical snapshot as viewed in the future which at the time would be the present, hence the photos being a snapshot of history.

However, those are things that need to wait at present, for there is work to be done, hence why I am currently at work.

If there was no work to be done, then I imagine that I’d be elsewhere at the moment, doing other things.

The ocean was cold this morning which is a shame, for it was too cold for me to enter without a layer from a wetsuit to cover my being, which meant that I could not embrace the ocean as it would embrace my being.

Still, there will be other days where I can go in and enjoy the morning waves.

The time it took to write five-hundred words: 06:01:40

A bit of a tangent this morning, but I’m partially satisfied with the result.

Maybe it is due to the stream-of-consciousness rambling that seems to be much smoother than usual.

Maybe.

Written at work.