There was the sound of a cicada a number of minutes ago, but it seems as though today is not going to carry their sweet summery sound through the air. Instead it’s going to be a day that appears gloomy and that’s fine with me as I have nowhere in particular that I need to be. Aside form a walk and some more recording of the podcast episodes, there’s little for me to do today.
Well, there is the writing of the words into a format that is readable, but other than that and the other things I have little on the proverbial plate and so I must make the most of my time in order to… make the most of my time, as they say, whoever they may be.
That’s not a path that I plan on going down this morning. Instead I will go down a path of knowledge.
Actually, I won’t go down that path either. What path shall I go down right? There are so many to choose from and I’m really not sure as to which one would be the most one I’d like to go down. I could choose at random, but that may be worse than trying to deduce what options there are. If I deduce, then surely I’d be able to make an educated guess. However, that might also prevent the spirit of adventure and discovery from taking over and then I’d not really be enjoying myself.
Do I really have to enjoy myself? Surely there are other things to get out of all of this other than the sense of enjoyment that enjoyment brings. There could be learning. There could be discovery. There could be the testing of one’s limits. There could be the realising that failure is still something to be gained from, depending on the level of failure of course.
There is the possibility of realising that none of this means that you could be the one to gain from the decision that you make. OF course, in this instance when I say “you”, I mean “me”, but it… anyway…
So I’ll sit down for a bit longer, trying to get comfortable in this seat that lost its ability to provide comfort a while ago. Still is comfortable to some extent, but there are better chairs out there.
I’ll sit a bit longer and work out all that it is that I’m trying to do, find the right path for my morning, or perhaps not take any path at all as there is nothing to say that I have to take a path. Instead I could choose to sit at the stump of the crossroads and just relax for a little while.
Though with that all being said realistically all that it is is me being paralysed by indecision and instead of picking a path at random, just choosing to do nothing, which is easier, but also far less productive right now.
Seems like too many choices this morning.
The time it took to write five-hundred words: 06:54:66
Not a bad speed. Really not sure what to make of this one. I think there’s something interesting in it. Maybe.
Written at home.