Awake too early but need to race against the clock once more so here I am, doing that racing thing and hoping for the best.
I’m tired as I woke up earlier than the alarm and all that other stuff, but it’s not so bad There are worse thing out there that I could be experiencing. A bit of being tired is not too bad. It could be worse, it could be better, but I’m not suffering so I’m doing okay.
Therefore, from here on out I’m just going to ramble and hope that this all comes together in some sort of form that expresses itself with minimal input from me. Of course that is not going to happen and so I am finding that I need to steer the ship in order to get it to the dock, or something. However, other than that, this bit of writing will be devoid of metaphors, allegories and all that other stuff. This is just going to be pure waffling and therefore there will be no substance.
There will be no hidden meaning. There will be no overt meaning. There will be nothing to grab onto and therefore this bit of writing is not something that you’d want to rely on. You just see it and move on and that is the way that all of this goes. I am only writing in order to race the clock and lose horribly as I’m moving rather slowly, but at least the word counter is counting the words and therefore I can have a better idea of where I am up to and therefore something something and know when I need to stop rather than having to try and guess my way through all of this.
In writing up to this point I’m realising that perhaps I should have had some sort of plan as now I don’t really have anything to go off of and that might prove to be an issue as there is nothing I have at the moment to write about, even though this bit of writing still sticks to the original plan of these writing challenges. Still, it is posing a little bit of an issue as now I’m struggling and I’m starting to feel the lack of sleep and I need to keep on going, but I don’t know as to how much farther I can go, so I guess I’m putting myself in a position of disadvantage.
However, I’m sure that I can recover if I keep on going. I’m sure that I can keep on going and get this finished and wrapped up and then be done with it and therefore be in a position where I can move toward the next thing, whatever that next thing may be. Perhaps there will be some substance to this bit of writing, but of course I need to make sure I know where that substance is before it is applied. Maybe it is sitting behind the couch. Maybe.
The time it took to write five-hundred words: 05:02:34
I hit a wall with this one.
Not sure what I was trying to do. Not sure of what my thought patterns were.
Written at home.