Walking is such a drag, but when you’re dragging all that which you’ve left behind, then it’s more of a slide, of sorts.

Where is this going? I don’t know, I’m just here to let you know.

So sliding. Sliding is a thing. Sometimes you slide on your feet as they lead you to somewhere that may or may not have been intended as the goal of which you were trying to reach through the process of the motion of moving forward by manipulating muscles in your body by sending signals from your brain through to the muscles that you need to manipulate in order to get the motion of forward movement occurring in your life in order to move forward to whatever it was that you were trying to reach in a forward-moving manner.

Of course, this is all based around the idea that you are trying to reach somewhere. you may not. You may instead be trying top sit down and not go anywhere, but why would you want to do that when your chair does not have wheels and in fact does not exist, and you’re somewhere out in the middle of “nowhere”? You’d probably best be serving yourself by getting out of dodge as quickly as possible, unless there is nothing to dodge, in which case take your time so long as your supplies are sufficient for the journey ahead.

If they are not, then I would suggest moving a little faster than usual. The sun is still out, there’s more than enough hours before sundown and you could quite easily get to a train station, then sit down and let the vehicle of transportation do all the work for you as you rest and read (potentially) whilst scenery of varying style rushes past as you rush past in a vehicle that carries you in its frame, making sure that you get to wherever it is that you want to get as soon as possible, assuming that you are indeed trying to get somewhere. You may not be trying to get somewhere at all and merely be riding the train, but so long as you are on the train, the train does the movement for you at a fast pace, unless it is a day where the train operates at a slow pace, in which case, something something and so on and so forth.

Now this poses a question, but the question does not pose itself for it does not care for such flagrant displays of ego and ego.

Of course, when this is something that occurs we need to consider the alternatives, which would involve thinking and sitting in a room with other people who are also thinking in the hope that some sort of conclusive action can be reached, but seeing as it’s Monday, this is something will not occur today as there are other things to worry about, such as which leg goes into which leg of the pants, assuming one doesn’t know.

The time it took to write five-hundred words: 05:35:64

There’s some intense drill action going on downstairs and it’s making me wonder if I should have used that as influence for writing this morning.

Written at work.