Five-Hundred Word Challenge 972: Too Many Words

An early start to the rambling in the hopes that it is done before later, so the aim is to be done sooner rather than later, or something to similar effect. We’ll see, but of course it depends on how much I can stretch out the rambling. If I can stretch it out sufficiently enough, then perhaps this will be some sort of work that is longer than necessary. If I cannot, then perhaps this will be some sort of work that is not longer than necessary. There still remains time to find out and so the only way of finding out is by going on the journey and seeing where it leads and all that other stuff and junk and so on and so forth. You get the idea. I may not, but you do and so this is the starting point.

This is after the starting point and already I can feel that this is not going to go as far as I would like, but at least there was something that I will pretend was a noble attempt. So long as I can pretend, I can keep on going, but perhaps what I should actually be doing is getting ready for work and all that other stuff. If I go through that process, then perhaps I can reach other things and then focus on this at the last minute so as to make sure that the stress and panic that seems to motivate takes as much hold as I need it to, but then again that is not something I want to do and so do it is not what I will. Instead what I will do is keep writing in a lazy manner and hope that somehow this all comes together, and I will do it whilst wearing gloves as gloves are good at keeping the hands warm and it is cold and all that other stuff.

Perhaps none of this will happen and the words will just write themselves. There will be no interference from me. I will not type a single letter. No key will be struck by my fingers. Everything will just happen of its own accord and so the expression will have no interference or forcing through the process of writing and the words will be formed and they will be beautiful and all that other stuff.

Perhaps not.

Well, I think that in saying all of that, what really should be happening is the sitting here and rambling away until there is nothing left to ramble about. I might just keep on going until the sunrise in the morning, though that already has happened so perhaps it would be better for me to keep on going off into the horizon as the sun sets in a dramatic and cathartic manner, though perhaps that would be too verbose and that’s not necessarily what I want to put forward. Then again, it could happen. You never know with these things, until you do.

The time it took to write five-hundred words: 06:08:38

This was a stretch to write. I’m glad I didn’t try to make it longer.

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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