Five-Hundred Word Challenge 873: An Evening Writing

Well, once more I have lapsed into a state of procrastination and that is fine as I’m still getting things done, such as this writing. Very soon I shall be in bed, however, so I need to finish this off sooner rather than later. Probably should’ve done this much earlier in the evening, but I didn’t. It has been a long day of nothing.

There were plans; There were tasks. I was hoping to get a lot of things done. Alas, once more sleep was the enemy for it withheld itself from my being and as such I woke early, much to the joys of the sound of my stomach expressing great displeasure. There were no horrible events that followed. Instead of anything bad, I dealt with the slightly upset digestion, but that eventually cleared itself. Fatigue did not and as such I sat here doing very little for most of the day, and that wasn’t necessarily the worst thing to do, though I certainly could have done a lot more. Oh well.

Now I get to listen to the sound of the rain and sit here and type this out and try to stay awake and not give up on the writing. I need to get this done before I go to sleep. Well, I don’t, but I would like to. The sound of the rain is calming and that’s nice. It’s not a gentle rain, but it is also not a heavy rain. It’s somewhere in between all of that and it creates a nice atmosphere, I think. It’s an appreciable one at the very least.

I feel as though I’m writing a little more slowly at the moment and maybe it does have to do with the rain, though it probably has a lot more to do with being tired and doing this as late in the evening as I am at the current moment; something that I’d hoped to avoid doing today, but such as it is, I am doing this now as opposed to earlier and instead of anything worth reading, you get me writing about my writing in the evening which is not worth reading, though really the upside is that this writing remains consistent with what I usually put out, so on the plus side everyone can rest assured that the usual lack of quality is being delivered to you at an hour that, for me, is a little too late in the evening which is something I’ve now said far too may times at this particular point of the day, which just so happens to be the evening which is when I am writing this bit of writing at the (then) current time.

I think that really what I should be doing is going to bed. It is clear that I am tired and that it is not helping matters, so what I’m going to do from here is close this off and then go and rest, for sleep is strongly desired.

The time it took to write five-hundred words: 06:17:69

Decent speed but this felt really slow to write for some reason.

Not great writing.

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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