It is late in the afternoon.

Well, it is late in the afternoon when taking into consideration that daylight savings is not in effect.

Daylight savings is definitely not in effect; well, as of the time of this writing.

It’s been a long day. Call flow is uneven. I have a strong desire to go home and not do a thing. I have a strong desire to make my way away from here and worry not about the rest of the money I’d get from working my shift.

My drawing to near the end of my shift will herald the exiting of the building and into the cold. Hopefully I will soon find myself in a warm area.

A friend of mine came back from a number of months overseas last week. I shall be seeing them. We shall engage in dialogue. We shall eat and drink and be merry, and then I shall make my way home.

I shall walk in the dark upon familiar paths, but only once I’ve caught transport to a suitable location of which I can walk from.

Perhaps I will not walk and instead take public transport the whole way home. It is a little too early to tell at this given stage. Either way, all paths will be familiar. All paths will be ones I’ve travelled far more than I care to try and work out at this given moment.

Then I shall be home. There will be things of which I will need to take care of, but sleep will be imminent. I will lay my head upon a pillow and I shall close my eyes. Hopefully a night of sleep without restlessness will be that which blesses my being, but sleep of an adequate amount would be acceptable.

It’s going to be cold outside, but it’s not something that cannot be dealt with in some way. Had I not the gear to deal with it, I’d probably see if I could stay at work and sleep here instead. It would not be ideal, but then again, it’s better than most options.

Actually, the best option would be to grin and bear it and go home as soon as I could.

Why am I going on about this?

That is a good question that you may or may not be asking yourself. I don’t know unless you tell me if that is what you were thinking.

I do know that right now I am tired and I’ve been procrastinating and I guess this was more interesting when I was writing about more interesting things, but right now I’m trying to express something and get something across, but I’m not entirely sure as to what that thing may just be.

Maybe I’m trying to get the sense of a scene, or something across. Maybe I’m just trying to communicate feeling and atmosphere. Right now it is hard to tell, but of course it’s all open to interpretation when.

Unless, of course, it isn’t.

The time it took to write five-hundred words: 06:24:18

Kind of a bit flat, but this has given me something to work upon.

Written at work.