Five-Hundred Word Challenge 926: Tired Rambling

I can feel it. I can feel how tired I am and it hurts so much and so on and so forth.

Truly I don’t know as to why I’ve done little to lift a finger to the keyboard and bang out some more crab over the past few days, but I am doing it right now and let me tell you, it just feels like an arduous task right now.

Truly the week has been a busy one, but perhaps that is not an excuse of which I can use and perhaps I need to consider that perhaps it is good to be busy, or something. I don’t know where I’m going with this, but I can tell you that I am going somewhere. Perhaps there will be an end message to the whole thing and perhaps it will come out of nowhere at first until you go back and read the whole thing and realise that the message was always there. Sometimes that is how it all works and how it all works is what it is that I want to explain, though perhaps not today as today I am fighting fatigue to do the job that I’m paid to do. Unfortunately my job is not to fight fatigue. If it was… I wouldn’t be paid very well.

So anyway, I’m here and I’m struggling hard with writing this, but I do know that if I persist then I surely will get to the end and have something to show for all of it, but perhaps there is nothing to show at all and all that I’m really doing is kidding myself by lulling myself into a false sense of success; something of which I’d prefer to avoid, but sometimes you just cannot avoid these kinds of things and so I  guess I should just accept the fact and move on to whatever it is that I need to move onto. That is something to explore another on another day at another time, assuming I even bother to go down that route as I most likely will forget at some stage and in that forgetting I will lose myself, only to find myself elsewhere in another world at another time and so therefore there will be other things that will lead to other, other things where there will be the discoveries of a fortune and the rewards will be as grand as they will be rich, but they won’t necessarily be sources of finance; rather, they will be the experiences and the memories generated along the way, so that will be a thing and therefore I will experience it, but perhaps I should just try and remain as close to bed today as that will mean that the rest that I will get will be utmost importance and I might just make it to the end of the day, which is something that, quite frankly, I want to do.

However, I will finish this off before moving on.

The time it took to write five-hundred words: 05:06:31

Not good writing. Sort of okay with that right now.
Could’ve been less rambling.

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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