Five-Hundred Word Challenge 756: Going Through Some Photos

I was meant to do a little bit of editing this afternoon.

This morning was spent conducting the acquisition of more flora using the material known as currency, as well as earth for which to fill receptacles in which other flora reside. That was the morning. That was done. Sorted.

Then I was meant to do a bit of editing. However, before that bit of editing I was going to go through some photos I took many a year ago to send through to a friend for them to peruse so as to give them an idea of a place they want to visit beyond what they already know, which I imagine is already a fair bit, but sometimes images do help, so yeah.

Somewhere around seven thousand; going to whittle it down to around one hundred. Should be easy. Shouldn’t take too long; only about an hour. No biggie.

Many, many hours later and now I have to stop. I can’t keep looking at these photos for now. I need a break. It was too much. Once more I have overestimated my ability to get through many images in one sitting. I imagine that if I had started earlier on in the day than when I had I wouldn’t be feeling this kind of fatigue that is the fatigue that I just so happen to be feeling right now, but sometimes that is the way things go.

I’m tired. I’m worn out. I brought it upon myself but I want to blame everyone and everything else. Not my fault. The fault of that which I am able to point my fingers toward.

Now I need to unwind but all I can think of is looking at more photos. I have seen to many and I need to see more and it is a cycle of which I cannot escape. Oh, woe is me! How am I to keep on keeping on if all I see are photos of which I need to get through and they never seem to end? How am I meant to peel myself away and force myself into a state of rest if there is a task that is yet to see its completion, thus leaving it unfulfilled and finally finished?

This is a conundrum and I don’t think that it will easily be solves. There is so much to do and so little time in which it can be done and there are photos that need the going through and I don’t know what to do and this is a thing that I need to deal with as I dug the hole and the only way out is by getting out of the hole, but that is a concept unable to grapple I am and so I can only work out what to do by doing the working out.

Actually, I think I can rest. Starting to wind down. It was a long day of looking at things (well, afternoon), and tomorrow it resumes.

The time it took to write five-hundred words: 06:21:37

Before I started writing I got the idea to write about what I had been doing for a good part of today.

I felt that currently I wasn’t able to stretch the whole thing out enough so I decided it would be a good idea to be melodramatic.

Written at home.

About Stupidity Hole

I'm some guy that does stuff. Hoping to one day fill the internet with enough insane ramblings to impress a cannibal rat ship. I do more than I probably should. I have a page called MS Paint Masterpieces that you may be interested in checking out. I also co-run Culture Eater, an online zine for covering the arts among other things. We're on Patreon!
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