Well, it still is hot but now that I’ve finished work I can get a bit loose and sweaty with whatever it is that comes out of this bit of writing.
Yet to see what happens, of course.
Anyway, I just want to relax. I don’t want to do this right now but I am doing it as I want to do what I am doing and the writing is something that I want to do, even though I just said that I don’t want to do it as even though I don’t want to do it I still want to do it as that is the nature of my desire to write.
When I don’t want to write, what I do is write some more. This is probably not a good thing, but that is what I do and doing it is what I do. Therefore, there shall be more writing and this is what you will see on this particular evening of writing of which I am doing, as writing is what I’m doing and writing is what I want to do at this particular moment, even though I don’t want to write.
There is a bit of a breeze passing through the house and let me tell you, it is a relief. There still is hot air coming in, but soon it will cool down and I will stop sweating as much as I was earlier. That is to say that the sweat I am producing will diminish in relation to the coolness of the house, which is something that is increasing as my sweating decreases. Wonderful how that works.
Now, what else is there to say, other than I am happy about the fact that I am sweating less than earlier and that I don’t want to write, yet also want to write?
It is hot in the house and… wait, I’ve already said that. There has to be something else that I can cling onto and ride until the end of this bit of text of which I am churning out. There has to be something that I can think of that might just cover everything that is out there that I want to say at the present moment. I need to wrack my brain for what little idea stuff remains in there. The heat got to it and right now that is not something that I consider to be a good thing as it means that I’m struggling harder than usual and, personally, I prefer to struggle less than more. However, of course that might not exactly be the case all of the time, but right now it is and therefore I don’t want to struggle.
I think I need to stop with the repetition with this bit of writing, but I don’t think I have anything else that I can pull out of nothing to put down to digital paper. Oh well.
Maybe soon enough this will all turn around, but who knows?
The time it took to write five-hundred words: 04:48:48
This is sloppy writing.
It sure was fun to write, however.
Written at home.