I have some time to kill, so I think I’m going to have another stab at getting to a length that I want to consider acceptable whilst under a certain limit of time. I’m hoping that it all reads okay and makes some sort of sense.

I sit here listening to music from a game of videos. The music is compositional in nature. It may have been played by an orchestra. Not really sure, but the positive is that I’m enjoying it and in my enjoyment of this music, I am letting myself be lost in its magic.

Still, it is not necessarily the best music to which I could write. I know there is better music suited for this task, but for now it will be fine. It works well enough as something in the background and it does allow me to lose myself in the typing of the letters to construct combinations that conclude as words, and right now that is more than enough.

It looks like that today the weather is going to be warm and sunny. It’ll be good for the watering of the plants and the drying of the clothes. It’ll be good for walking to a station of trains and it’ll be good for being inside after being outside. Today is going to be a long day, I think, but that just means I’ll have more time to get a bunch of things done.

There is a lot of work that I need to complete, so this week will be a busy one overall. I don’t think that that is a bad thing. It’s good to be busy a lot of the time so long as you make sure to take breaks on occasion. Of course not everyone can do things without a break, so better to recharge when necessary so you can always operate at your maximum.

I think that this morning will feature a walk along The Cooks River. It’s a walk easy enough to do and it will take me to a nearby train station. Today is another one of those days spent with a period of time at work. It also is a public holiday, so my hope is that it is quiet so I can get a bit of writing done.

I should probably be working on some of that writing now, but I feel like starting this morning off with working on this rather than other things.

Before that period of being at work, I’ll bask in the sun as I move through space and time. Birds will be out, but I may not see them. If I do see them, I may not be equipped to take photos of them. If I am equipped to take photos of the birds, then the possibility that I lack a lens that can get a shot close enough will still remain strong.

If for some reason the birds don’t move much when I approach them, then I shall take photos. Otherwise today’s walk will be spent on observation and appreciation for the ability to walk along The Cooks River. It’s a nice day for a walk and so I’d rather not spend it taking photos.

Actually, I would rather spend it taking photos, but perhaps not this morning. I desire more to be in the city and see if I can retake some shots from a different viewpoint and see what that brings forward.

Now that I think about it, if I had been faster in getting up and getting ready this morning, then perhaps I would have been able to head into the city and do just that. I probably still could, but I would be pressed for time which is something I’d rather avoid. There are things that need to be done, but I still can take my time with them; at least to some extent. Rushing off to the city only to have to rush around would not help matters very much.

There is only so much time, but right now that is something that has no issue waiting.

I feel like today this bit of text may have already run its course, but at the same time I feel like I can keep on going. My hands move over the keys and I’m finding that I’m struggling less than on prior days. However, that does not mean that the content is necessarily worth the time.

Maybe it does. Maybe there is something to get out of all of this, but that’s not something I want to think about. There are other things that need to be thought of instead, such as the whole reason as to why I am typing in this very morning.

After very little consideration, the conclusion to that reasoning is that I want to write this morning and I need to get back into a form of shape and fitness so I can keep on working on producing something that will be worth the time and effort spent on reading.

OF course I don’t think I’ll ever truly know if I do produce something worthwhile, but that’s not why I write anyway. Truly, I write for the love and enjoyment of writing. There are plenty of things out there that are worth the time and effort, and I truly believe that writing is one of them. There are whole worlds created through the process of creating lengths of text, and more often than not they are worth the time and effort in exploring, even if the end result is not one that many would describe as being of a good quality.

That said, there should probably be more quality control employed. The love of writing does not necessarily justify all (or most) writing, and so on and so forth. You get the idea.

Well, for now I shall find a way to bring his to a conclusion. There are responsibilities I need to attend to, and the day is still quite young.

The time it took to write one thousand words: 14:41:26

I’m kind of surprised in my being able to churn out as many words this morning as I have.

Still, it’s a small step in what is going to be a day mostly filled with writing.

This one is quite grounded. Maybe not grounded in the way that it needs to be, but grounded nonetheless.

Probably could be better. I hope this reads as easy as it was to write.

I think I’m going to work a bit more on reaching one thousand words over five-hundred for a while. There still will be a number of the latter, but not as frequently produced as I’ve done so in the past.

Written at home.