I think I’m taking too long to be awake at the moment.

I am awake and I am alert, but I still remain rather inactive and being inactive is not necessarily a good thing. I need to wake up and get up and do more and not less; this is of course exacerbated by today being a day of work, which requires me to do work, which is not what I am doing at the current moment, but of course I will survive and all that other stuff.

I need to do it as I cannot keep on letting time pass me by, even though I am an active participant in the passing of time, even though it feels more passive than active, which maybe it is and I’m just saying things that I don’t quite understand. It would probably be better for me to say that I need to be more of an active participant in the time that I have rather than letting it pass on by.

I can keep on starting out the window and hope to see some of the clouds drift on by so long as I position my head in a certain way due to the neighbour’s house obstructing the view by a significant amount. I can keep on doing that and perhaps that would be okay on some days. However, I feel a stronger desire to get things done than I do a desire to not do a thing and therefore I should be trying to do more and not less, or something.

It is rather easy to lounge about when you’re tired and I don’t want to deny that. I don’t want to take away from what other people feel they should and should not do with their time. That would be a rather unfair thing to do, I think. I do know, however, what it is that I want to do with my time, or maybe I don’t and am just saying that I do.

I do feel that at the very least I should be doing something.

Maybe I should go lie in a field for a while and watch the clouds drift on by, but with a more open view. That would be pleasant, but of course I would get that itch to do more and not less and therefore I should do more and not less if I want to satiate that itch, which maybe I do and maybe I do not.

Of course there are plenty of ways to find out and I will find one, but more procrastination will come this way and I will indulge it to the worst of my ability, which might just be the best to my ability. I don’t know as to whether which it is and I don’t know a lot of things, but I do know that at the moment I am writing this and that is doing something. This is a place to start and go forward from.

The time it took to write five-hundred words: 05:07:68

I was kind of hoping for something a bit more based in imagery, but that didn’t happen and instead this came forward.

Maybe a little too personal for what I feel like writing, but… well, yeah.

Written at home.