Got that thumping music playing and it drives on forward and pushes the whole thing into the territory of drama that I want to push the whole thing into. Such is the way of the things and so on and so forth.
I’m sitting here and just appreciating it almost as much as I appreciate the recent burn to my hand. I don’t know why I mentioned that. I also don’t know why I linked the two together in this manner as the music, whilst highly dramatic, is far, FAR better than the burn on my hand. Still, the burn is ultimately small and insignificant and I’m not overly fussed with it other than its unpleasantness in that it has left a mark on my hand that I find distracting, but I’m sure that it will fade in time.
The music has shifted to something much less intense and slightly less dramatic and that’s fine. That’s pleasing enough as I’d like a bit of variation so long as it’s not a contrast in extremities. That is not something that I’d like toe experience right now as right now it’s all about listening and not being whipped around whilst listening. Maybe another time I will prefer to feel punished by the music, but now is not that time as the time now is the time to get on with getting on and doing the work and all that other stuff that I’m meant to do but keep on putting off for some reason.
So anyway, I guess that now that the music is carrying me along a good flow I should do the things that I’m meant to do, but right now it’s nice and relaxed, though there is a bit of a rising going on and that’s fine. That is something that I appreciate in this little tune as it suddenly dispels and goes back to being a bit jaunty, fun and peaceful. That’s fine right now. A lot of this is fine right now.
There are other things that are fine and they keep on coming and going and flowing in and out, but I sit here and write whatever this bit of writing is and then I get back into the music and float on away from duties and responsibilities, but of course I will keep one foot on the ground as soon I will have to stop doing this and do the other things. I will have to face the world of responsibility and no amount of music that I am enjoying can pull me too far away from that for extended periods of time. Unfortunately it is something that I have to grapple with, but I shall keep on grappling with it and slowly, yet surely make my way to the other side of whatever it is that I’m trying to get to on some sort of journey through the mountains and over the hills and through all the music I’m yet to hear.
The time it took to write five-hundred words: 05:17:06
More writing that was fun to write.
Good speed, but really loose and lacking.
Written at home.