It was a long day of not getting much done, but now my ear is relieved of the pain it once endured, thought that happened this morning and not this afternoon, so I don’t know why I’m writing about it now other than the fact that it was something that happened today and I’m in the mood for not doing much writing but still feel a need to do so.
It turned out that there was a small chunk of earplug foam stuck in my ear. It’s out and things are slowly returning back to how they were, which is a small victory as far as I’m concerned.
Other things I’m concerned about is not doing enough reading right now, but sometimes that is the way things go.
Well, now with that out of the way I don’t know as to what else I can say. I guess I didn’t think far ahead enough, but sometimes that’s how things go so I guess I’ll need to make up the rest of this as quickly as I can so as to give the whole thing the impression of legitimacy, though perhaps I won’t be able to achieve that. Not sure yet. We’ll find out at the end of the whole thing.
Now that I think about it, I really did not get much done today. I could have gotten more done, but I didn’t. Sometimes that is the way things go, and to be honest I’m okay with that for now. It may be due to being so close to going to bed and feeling rather relaxed, and also relieved about the ear, but right now things are alright. Tomorrow is a different story. Tomorrow needs to be quite productive before the hour of the commencement of work and I think I can pull that kind of productivity off. Will need to see, of course, but see is what we will indeed do.
For now it’s just writing and getting out words and trying to build up a bit more action for the end of the day before I go and lie down and rest my head and sleep and drift off to a bunch of dreams that I may or may not remember.
I felt like that was a conclusion and it kind of was, but now I’ve all this extra space that I feel I need to fill and don’t know what to fill it with, but on the plus side this is filling it, thus fulfilling the purpose of filling space with words even though these were not the words I was hoping to use, but sometimes that is the way things go and… well, perhaps next time there will be more information. There may not be, but there could be and that is something.
But then again, to what would that information relate? I’m not quite sure, but I guess that when I get to the next one I’ll be able to elucidate you all… I think.
The time it took to write five-hundred words: 06:40:41
A few nights ago I wrote down something that I wanted to use as a starting point for writing. Instead of using that, I wrote this instead.
Happy about the ear. Not so much about this text. This came out kind of okay. There’s something that perhaps I could’ve worked into something better, but instead I didn’t.
Written at home.