It has been a long day and now is the afternoon and I need to be doing more stuff soon, but of course that will all wait.

I had this plan to write some fiction this morning, but unfortunately that plan did not come to fruition. Seeing as that is what the plan was, it now has been postponed to another day as right now it cannot be done. Well, it could be done but it would be worse than had it been written in the morning when I was in a state of less fatigue than I am at the current moment. Therefore there shall be no fiction in this evening of evenings. Instead of that it is just the inane rambling that I am so readily able to dole out and leave you all wanting less.

Of course I could not do that and maybe persevere and get on with the doing of the things, but where would the fun be in that? That would involve doing things and I don’t want to do things right now. I want to glide and get this done and then do things that don’t involve doing things, therefore doing things that I did not want to do, or something. I don’t know how this all works, but I would like to believe that you get the idea. At least, I hope that I would like to believe that you get the idea.

However, that of course would involve having an idea to get and you need to lure in those bastards with some sort of magical entrapment technique so they sit neatly in a net as you carry them around and show them off to everyone, but then you need to worry about nurturing them and looking after them and making sure that they are indeed ideas worth having, so therefore there is more work that needs to be done when the whole target is the one marked with “less work” on it, so really I’ve dropped the ball on this one and there’s little else I can do about the situation so maybe I’ll just get on with doing the things. Maybe I’ll just suck it up and get on top of the metaphorical pile and dig through it until there is nothing left to dig through. That is a nice idea, I think. Maybe not a great idea, but a nice idea.

I think I just caught an idea and now I need to offload it to someone, but of course this idea is my own and I wasn’t even trying, so therefore I guess I am stuck with it until I can offload it to someone else. Whether that does happen or not is another thing to worry about, so really I’ll just put the idea in a folder and get on with not doing anything which still encompasses doing something so I think I’m kind of screwed here.

There is no getting out of this small predicament.

The time it took to write five-hundred words: 05:46:42

Not sure what I was thinking when I went into this other than thinking about mentioning my not writing a thing I wanted to write.

Written at home.