Alright, so I’m starting this one by announcing that my wrist hurts. That is rather annoying, let me tell you. I don’t like that it hurts and I should be resting my wrist, but instead of doing so I am going to stubbornly persist and try and get on with the rest of my day. Wasted a lot of time so it is indeed time to continue and do more things rather than less things, or something.
Well, I really, REALLY should be resting my wrist, but perhaps right now I will not, I am going to stubbornly persist.
It all started many a while ago, but really the reason as to why my wrist hurts at the moment is due to cutting down an invasive tree the other day. Who would have thought that when you’ve a bit of a strain in a wrist, using a saw won’t help matters? Clearly I did not think about this and as such I am now in a spot of pain. Somehow still able to glide over the keyboard, as they say.
Now that I’ve got that out of the way, I want to talk about other things. I want to talk about how I’m still somehow going despite a need for rest. Still tired, but far less so than yesterday. That is a major improvement, as far as I am concerned.
Still got a bit of a day ahead of me and am going to take advantage of what I can to get what I can done sooner rather than later, though there still is time for more procrastination.
Maybe there is time for more rest, but resting means not doing and so on and so forth. Maybe I should just keep this going and see to the end of it. I am close enough; there are only a few more words. Don’t want to give up before I need to give up. Would rather give up after I need to give up.
That doesn’t quite make sense, I think.
Anyway, now that I’ve said all of that I am going to jump onto another topic altogether, though now that I think about it, why wasn’t I writing like this for the past two hours? I’ve been doing a bit of writing (as one does) and it has been rather slow going. This is not something of which I am a fan of, but sometimes that is the way things go. I really should’ve knuckled down, buckled up and set myself along for a ride toward something that meant the completion of something else, but instead I meandered and wasted time. Sure, it is a day of resting today, but I can rest later. Right now I can take advantage of the time that I do indeed have. I need to do that more often rather than less often.
I need to stop putting pressure on myself to do things and just start doing things. I think I can do that.
The time it took to write five-hundred words: 05:02:66
Not great writing, but I’ve written far crappier stuff.
Written at home.