It’s another cold day but that hasn’t stopped me before, though it actually has so I don’t know as to why I’ve said that.
So it’s cold and there’s a little bit of dirt on the windows and the windows look foggy and there’s now a faded view but beyond that view are shades and vague textures and so all I do is look out there, then look back at the keyboard occasionally to make sure that I’m not missing too many of the keys that I need to it so as to make sure that the words come through as words and not things that I then need to work out what they are actually meant to be so as to make sure that the communication remains clear, but perhaps I’m going about it all the wrong way. Not sure yet, but I guess I’ll find out sooner or later, though definitely I’d prefer sooner as that way then if I am knowing sooner I can do something else later as then there will be more time afforded, somehow. Well, time freed up is probably a better way of putting it, but anyway.
The room is lit by a light and yet it feels dim, which might have to do with the coldness of the day as it permeates through the room and expresses itself through feeling rather than anything else, though when I say that I am aware that it is also expressed through the window upon which condensation has formed and decided to sit, creating an effect where it looks fogged up and so looking out the window shows me visuals of an outside world viewed in terms of vagueness, but that’s okay as there are other things out there that I can visualise through the power of the mind, but to use such a powerful power certainly comes with some form of accountability or something, so therefore I will not use it and instead try and focus on not looking at a bright screen which sometimes shows things that I want to see and usually shows things that I choose to see as right now I don’t want to be thinking about how work starts soon. There are other things that I want to think about and they all involve not working, so therefore I will instead try to think about those things, but it is a bit cold in here at the moment and so perhaps I am allowing myself to be distracted by the cold which is not the best of things for me to do right now, but sometimes that is the way that things go and so go with them I shall continue; at least, until the end of this bit of writing which should end soon as it needs to as I soon need to get ready for the commencement of work, a thing that I don’t want to do but must due to the need to earn to survive.
The time it took to write five-hundred words: 06:11:49
Written before work and now posted after work.
Not great writing but I think it gets something across.
Written at home.