COFFEE number two is doing what it needs to do and that is make me feel more awake than I am. Slowly sipping it is the way to go. If I go too fast I might overload. Slow and steady wins the caffeine race this morning. Still is morning. Not much left of it, but it still is. There are things that need to get done. I need to get this done. Then I need to write other things. Such is the way of things.
So today us Sunday. It is a day I’ve written about before (I think) and I have plans for being productive. Want to be productive, want to finish things so I can move my way toward other things. Kind of like a board with a bunch of stops. Can’t meander too much at any one stop. Doing so will slow down the process of proceeding. Don’t want to do that. Want to get things done. Want to finish things off. Want to not write about something I’ve written about probably far too many times right now.
It’s raining at the moment. Actually, it is not raining at the moment but it was raining earlier. Might rain again. Keeps me inside and keeps me anchored to my desk at little more. There’s something about rainfall and writing that seems to go hand-in-hand. I like that. Of course I am making the assumption that I will get things done as often when it rains I still don’t do much of anything, if anything at all.
Anyway, with that being said it is time to get the hat on. The hat I am talking about is the one that is the “getting things done” hat. Going to wear it and get things done. Going to write, going to process photos, going to record sounds and arrange them in a way that hopefully means that they form something that creates a suggestion of music. Don’t necessarily want to create music; just a suggestion. It is a busy day and I really should have gotten a start on things much earlier, but sometimes that is the way things go. I’m getting things done now and I guess that is important, or something. Still have plenty of hours in the day to finish everything off, but this is of course assuming that I even get a small amount of stuff done. I might just; I might just not. I might instead forsake everything for the sake of reading and relaxing in bed… I wish.
If I could do that without any worries, then I’d be someone who could do that with no worries. However, I cannot and that is fine. I think that this year has seen me move a little more from being lazy and a little more toward being busy. That is a good thing and a bad thing, but I like being productive so I’m just going to consider it a thing. I’ll deal with the consequences later.
The time it took to write five-hundred words: 04:58:30
I think I’ve had too much caffeine for one day.
Written at home.