I don’t think I’ve written more than a few sentences today and I’ve spent a lot of the day not doing anything so I feel that right now I must write something.
Sitting on a review and trying to get it all written out but it’s not working. The words aren’t happening. I sit there and don’t want to face it. I want to look away, but the longer I do that the longer it does not see completion and the lengthier the backlog becomes, so I guess I’ll get whatever this will become out of the way and then move on to the review and get that out of the way and then go to sleep as I need sleep as I’ve been awake for too long at this point. Maybe.
Anyway, long, lazy day of very little happening and it seems that the time manages to go by faster when there’s little done as opposed to more than a little. Sometimes doing a lot can slow time right down too, but then again that is not always the case, as is the case with these things as they say.
I think that maybe I just need to get to it, but I need to get this done as this is current and the review is not in the present at the moment. It sits on either side of the present, so here I am sitting and writing about writing a review rather than writing a review.
That probably isn’t interesting at all, but, well, that is the predicament of which I find myself firmly contained within.
Okay; to be fair, it is not much of a predicament. I’m procrastinating, but due to staying up late for no reason I’m tired and when I’m tired I’m more lazy than usual and that isn’t a particularly good thing, but sometimes that is the way it goes. Still, it doesn’t mean I can’t be productive tonight and end up finishing the review off, though I imagine I might end up scrapping the whole thing and starting again as I’m not quite happy with how it’s turning out. It might be a little too clinical, I think.
Am I reviewing my review as it currently appears?
Anyway, I know I should get to it now, but this first. This out of the way. Then that. Then maybe another review, though I just want to crawl in bed and fall asleep and forget about the nothingness of today. There was a walk and there was plenty of rest, but I’ve been too slow and not productive enough. I need to do something more than what I’ve done today and I think I can. I can get this review done. I don’t want to look at it or even think about it, but I can get it done.
Stuff it. I’ll just wipe the slate clean and start again and knock it out. See what happens. Hopefully it’ll end up reading far less clinically.
The time it took to write five-hundred words: 06:39:84
Need more sleep.
Written at home.