Five-Hundred Word Challenge 958: Kind of Disconnected

Ow, pain, you get the idea.

Gardening is a fun thing to do but instead of talking about that I am going to follow the whimsy. I don’t know where it will lead, but follow it I will, for there are unexplored territories and I need to sail over to them in order to visit them, so I think you get the idea of what is going to happen with this bit of writing.

Perhaps it will be best to treat it as though it is little else other than a form of exercise. I am warming up and in order to warm up I need to churn out more things that make little, if any sense.

Maybe they do make sense but really what I should be pointing out is how much of a mess they are. However, it needs to be stated that that is something I don’t want to do. What I want to do is just warm up and do something that glides along. I want all the pieces to fit in a way that it becomes difficult to tell as to what is and is not a separate piece, though in reality all of this is one continuous piece. There will be little, if any, disjoint in this writing.

I think that soon I need to get breakfast. I should eat before I take on a perilous journey over the ocean and to lands new and undiscovered by anything resembling the human hand. I don’t know if I will definitely succeed – there is a chance that I will end up circling around without even realising – but I feel as though part of the act of discovery and adventure is the actual act of itself, but I will need to find a way to cut out all the tedium and make sure that all you get is the highlight reel. Then again, that might leave me reeling from the stock banality of trimming something down to only the exciting bits.

No, what I need to do is discuss the whole thing at length and make sure that every pointless details receives the care and attention as the exciting bits would, for that truly is the only way in which to ensure that the full range of needless expression is expressed needlessly. If it is a journey it needs to feel like one. Sure, it would be good if the whole thing was just excitement and action and wonder and all those other things, but then would it really be a proper retelling of the act of the journey of following whimsy?

Do I even need to get on a boat?

There are more questions than there are answers, but there is no time to provide the answers and so I must move on and get ready for things that are rapidly approaching. Today will be a day of things and I am here to partake in the experiencing of them, but first I’ll need a boat.

The time it took to write five-hundred words: 06:58:39

I think I don’t need to worry so much about the speed of writing so much.
Perhaps it is time to slow down a little and see what happens.

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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