Early and dark it is in this bedroom of which has time passing at a rate of one second of time per second of time and right now that is the way that I prefer it as I don’t want to be moving faster or slower through time at the moment. I want to be moving at the ideal rate as that would be ideal for me, I think. Don’t want to have to worry about having to keep up or getting too far ahead. Being in sync, or at least close to in sync with everyone and everything else would be pretty nice as there is no going back. There is only forward, so it might just be better to go with everyone and everything else rather than put into a position where everything is out of balance, or something.
I don’t know as to where I am going with this, but I’m sure that so long as I stick this out there will be something revealed at the end of the writing.
Well, I hope there will be something revealed at the end of the writing. Anyway…
So sometimes there are worries about slipping behind or too far ahead as sometimes the time decides to shake itself up a little throw in a few metaphorical wrenches into the plans of which I want to see execution in, so this changing of the time does not help matters much.
I suppose I should be happy that the shifts are only measured in seconds of time per second of time rather than minutes or hours, or even longer periods of time per second of time. That would be far too worrying as then things would really be completely out of phase and then what would I do? There is no going back. There is no turning things around when it has all gone far too far. I could try and make up for lost time, but how do I know that there would be people I know still hanging around that I could make up for lost time with? There are too many unknowns.
Of course I’d probably have to leave the room at some stage also. What if I left too late, further exacerbating the issue just mentioned? How do I know as to whether this could or could not happen?
Maybe what I need to do is stop worrying about these things and just get on with the getting on. There is little I can do as it is something beyond my control and perhaps that is fine, though I’d rather not be bound by the whimsy of fate. Still, there are other things out there that I need to worry about and moving out of phase is not necessarily one worth worrying about as there are other things to worry about and so on and so forth. I think I get the idea.
Perhaps another day it is something that I can spend some time worrying about.
The time it took to write five-hundred words: 06:46:10
This was kind of a focused ramble. Kind of.
Probably shouldn’t have waited until late into the afternoon before sharing, but I did. Oh well.
Written at home.