Yesterday was a long day, but I’ll get into that in the next bit of writing as right now that is not what this bit of writing is about.
Currently I sit in an awkward position. It does not make the writing of this an easy endeavor, but it is what I am doing at the moment and so I shall continue to persist.
Not that far in and already I’m writing as though I’m struggling. I shouldn’t be writing in that manner until much, much later. This is not good. I don’t know as to how to pull out of this. Maybe there is no pulling out of this tailspin of sorts. Maybe it’s a strong descent the whole way down. If that is indeed the case, then where do I go from here? Is there anywhere to go from here? Is there any point in worrying about the whole thing?
Does it matter at all?
I don’t know what to do. I want to nap. I want to sleep. However, sleep is something that I won’t do right now as there is no time for sleep! Even though there is time for sleep, there is no time for sleep and therefore I shall not sleep right now. I will do it later. For now I will just keep on crapping on about whatever it is that I’m going on about, which I guess in this instance is about the struggle of writing something when I know not what it is that I’m writing about and want to write about something else, though that will take more time and so I am saving it for after this bit of writing, so maybe this is just the preamble. We’ll find out soon enough, however.
Maybe instead of doing this I should just try and focus on what it is that I do want to write, but I don’t want to do that, or maybe I do, and maybe want to do it in this space, but perhaps I’m just stalling for time. Would not be the first time and most definitely won’t be the last time, but of course I cannot admit to that as it is much easier to pretend that all of this is worthy content and you just don’t “get it” as that makes me sound more important than I am and all of that other stuff and so on and so forth and you get the idea.
However, that is currently neither here nor there and so I will continue to pretend and all that other stuff as it is better that way. Besides which, my hands are cold as currently I am not where I usually am, which has nothing to do with the temperature of my hands, but right now it is a little colder than usual, but I don’t know as to where I am going with this and so I will continue to crap on about stuff until the end of this.
The time it took to write five-hundred words: 05:39:31
A bit of cold writing.
Not anything great, but it’s a start for today.
Written in Melbourne.