Five-Hundred Word Challenge 778: In the Service of Surface

Where does the time go? It’s not in front of me, that’s for sure.

I don’t know what I am going on about so far, so that means we might just be off to a good start. Either that or a bad start. Perhaps the start is neutral. Don’t know and won’t know as I don’t know as to how far I’m going to go before I realise and I’m kind of hoping that I do not realise at all. That way I can just keep on going, or something.

Anyway, the time went somewhere and now we’re at the afternoon. Well, it’s nearly evening. It is the period of afternoon known as the period of afternoon before the transition into the period of the day known as the evening. That is where I am in time. Well, in time in relation to a period of twenty-four hours known as a day, that is. But anyway, none of that matters. It’s getting a little too deep into something that I don’t want tog et into right now as right now the dark, dark night that is the nighttime is outside my window and that is something that too would invite some sort of deepity that I don’t feel like getting into at this particular moment in time as I’d rather cover other things and not the things that involve the getting into of things.

What I want right now is all surface. I don’t want anything else. Anything else is an invitation for a lot of thought that I feel incapable of right now.

Well, actually, I do feel capable but I still don’t want to get into all of that. I have other things to worry about, and so on and so forth. Getting a little too much into all of it is going to take me down another path, so instead I just want all surface. I don’t want anything underneath. Any sort of layering is not welcome here. Maybe tomorrow, but right now it is a different story entirely. Right now it’s all about the gliding and not the digging. Will need a bit of a breeze, but I’m sure that with enough time and effort I’ll just be lightly skirting along at an accelerated pace so that I get taken somewhere far and somewhere off into the distance. Won’t be able t0o keep up with me and all that.

Well, if that odes indeed come to pass then I can at least sigh a sigh of some sort of success as I know that what I have done tonight will be all in the service of surface. There will be a brief moment of joy before I get back to doing something else, as is the way of the doing of things that I seem to do it seems. No other way of doing things really. Perhaps then I can dive into the deepness of things. Either that or nothing at all.

Now, where was I?

The time it took to write five-hundred words: 04:59:03

This was a bit difficult to write as once more my wrist is doing its thing. Still, instead of resting I persevered and ended up creating a mess of words.

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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