Five-Hundred Word Challenge 918: Rain Continues

And so the rain continues and continues to howl and roar and all of those other things, and I sit hear and write about it and try to capture the mood and atmosphere.

I imagine that soon it will be humid, but by soon I mean in a few days as that is supposedly when this bout of rain will stop. Only time will tell, of course. Maybe it won’t stop and instead continue on its marching pathway of marching and pathways.

But that all pales in comparison to what is coming next, and whatever that is that is coming next pales in comparison to what comes after that and all we can really do is try to curb the effects of extreme weather by living better and more responsible lives and reducing our impact on the earth, but that’s not something that I really want to get into right now as I’d rather think out my argument, and besides, this rain might not necessarily be a product of that, so… yeah.

Anyway, it still is raining. that is what I am trying to say here. I won’t go there, but what I am saying is that it is raining and the rain continues in an endless drone that I like to refer to as “an endless drone”, as is the way that it should be if it’s going on for as long as it currently is going on. Such is the way of it as it falls upon this area and the landscape in my immediate vicinity, and that is the way that it will continue to be.

It doesn’t quite feel like I am trapped inside the house just yet; there still is plenty of time for that. I still am glad to be able tp be fortunate enough to be able to be dry and have a roof over my head, among other things. Still, I imagine soon that I will grow tired of this as there is only so much that I feel like doing at any given moment and soon that desire will go elsewhere. I can sit still for only so long before I start getting restless, and right now I am feeling a little restless, but it’s not too bad. There are worse things to feel at the moment, so right now this is all okay. I’m not doing too bad, so I consider myself lucky.

The rain has created a sense of an atmosphere that invites the listening of certain styles of jazz and certain styles of relaxed music, but of course I choose not to indulge in them as I am not trying to immerse myself into something that might seem typical, yet effortless and cool. I don’t want to do that. I prefer the lengthy, boring path as I can then go at my own pace. I can go and do what I want – within reason of course – and I can appreciate the rain for the time it is here.

The time it took to write five-hundred words: 05:48:23

Just realised that writing about my twitching eye would’ve been better.

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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