Cold and all that stuff and I hope that somehow I can get through the cold so as to complete this bit of writing, but with that being said I think that I need to not worry about this, but something else.
Anyway, that is how this bit of writing commences. I don’t know as to how it will end, but I imagine it will involve the use of words in some capacity. Often that is the way these bits of writing end and so I see no change of the sudden variety occurring. after all, it is good to be consistent and I am doing my best to be consistent, or something.
I don’t know; let us just pretend that I know as to what I’m going on about. It makes it easier for everyone.
So anyway, I sit here and sometimes I sit here, but mostly here and it is a little chilly at the moment. Maybe it is jacket weather, but it certainly is a little chilly, but I keep on mashing away and I keep on trying to get on with whatever it is that I’m getting on with. I shall continue to express in vague terms, though perhaps there is little about this that is vague and I am merely hoodwinking myself once more. Sometimes I am quite good at doing that and perhaps right now that is no exception. Maybe there are other exceptions, but that is not something that I feel much like getting into at the current moment.
The main reason as to why I don’t feel like getting into that at the moment is that there are a lot of things that surround the topic and so I don’t feel as though I can adequately cover them. There are issues with the whole covering and in those issues of covering it means that this will bloat out to what may just be an unsustainable length. This is, of course, something that could be tackled with finesse, but I am lacking in the finesse stocks right now and so I need to make do with what I can, which, quite frankly, is very little, but that hasn’t stopped me before and so it is unlikely that it will stop me now.
However, what will stop me is the art of procrastination and my continual engagement with it, but maybe that is something I also should not worry about too much right now as I am working through things slowly, yet surely, but what I really need to do is finish this off, but the cold is making it difficult as my hands are cold and they’re not responding too well to the cold, but I’ve gone on about that before and so I won’t do so too much here, but maybe I will do it later or something.
Anyway, I think that now that that is out of the way, it might just be the right time to get past the introduction.
The time it took to write five-hundred words: 05:57:82
This was a writing where the aim was “write anything”.
Rather rubbish writing, but it has a flow of sorts.
Written at home.