Time is currently limited, so expect a rambling that goes nowhere. Maybe I’ll attempt to get this all written in under nine minutes and so that will mean this is treated as both a challenge to spew as many words out as I can, and a challenge to make sure that it is able to be read.
Well, I guess it could be read regardless, but I want some sort of sense to be made. I’m a bit cold, however, and so one of my hands is a little sluggish, but hopefully that will soon break and I will be able to traipse on forward and get all the writing done in under the limit that I stated above. I don’t know if that will indeed be the case, but there is always hope and hope is something that can be used to fuel determination, and the more that I write at the moment, the more determined to get under the limit of which I stated above I feel, so I guess we’ll see what happens.
Of course, in this particular instance there is no harm in not getting under the limit. There is no big loss if I don’t and so there’s little pressure on me. I am not trying to save the world; nor am I trying to change the future or something like that. I’m just trying to write and I am trying to write in a cohesive manner whilst under a strict limit. I should probably have a shower soon. However, as soon after that point of having a shower the art of commencing the thing that I get paid to do begins and so I want to be shower fresh for that, but that is something that should be discussed at another time as right now I need to focus on this and I want to make sure that I get to the end of it all in once piece.
Well, of course I will get there in once piece, but I need to make sure that that is the case. I need to interpolate the pain in my wrists and work out what they are signifying which might just be that I am going too fast and so need to ease off a bit, but I won’t. I will stubbornly persist and hope for the best and I will come crashing over the finish line, but of course I don’t know as to how far away that is at the moment.
Using small words helps. Using lengthy words does not. However, I’d prefer to make sure that the vocabulary and the vernacular expand and show some sort of swift drifting and swaying, but in an expansive manner so that the planes that are visible from the view of which I wish I had remain encapsulated within some sort of positioning on an idle island shown only when the moon is at half, yet the day remains strong and stringent.
So anyway, now that that is out of the way I am feeling fully invested into trying to get under nine minutes. Of course I have attempted to do this a few times now, but right now I am galvanised. I don’t know why. I did not set out to do this this morning. I only wanted to write and see what would happen. I wanted to make sure that I could get some writing done before I started work so that I wouldn’t be piling everything into the afternoon of which will be a time where I need to do other things. However, now I am doing this and I am getting there and perhaps I will make it to the end within the limit of which I have set myself. I don’t know if I will, but I’m feeling it. Maybe I should stop talking about it and just get on with the writing, but maybe not.
Now that that also is pout of the way, it is safe to say that the final hurdles are here and so I am correcting my posture in the hopes that that somehow helps. I am racing on forward and hoping for the best, but I have no regrets if I do not make it. I have jo qualms about not making this bit of writing finished in under nine minutes. It is fun right now, but then again it is fun most of the time.
Certainly won’t be fun when I clean up all the spelling errors, but that is not something to worry about at the present moment and so I shall continue barreling on forward into the future that is coming into itself as the present and I experience it at a rate of one second of time per second of time and hope that somehow I don’t phase out of this thing that is locked in within a rate of which I find appreciable as that way I know where I am and where I am not at any given time. Certainly can make things a bit easier for me too as I keep on going forward and hoping for the best and all that other stuff.
Anyway, now that that last bit is out of the way, I guess I should focus on trying to wrap this all up. Maybe I will get there in time, but right now I don’t think I will. Still, it has been a good run. I have enjoyed this and I don’t know if it will be enjoyable to ready, but right now I don’t care. I can worry about that later.
Certainly is hurting my wrists, but I’m, nearly there and so I can stop soon enough. I can stop when I hit the target of words that makes this thing the amount of words that it needs to be.
Maybe next time I will get there, but right now it’s just a race on to the end. When I reach it I’ll rest.
The time it took to write one thousand words: 09:22:78
A fun mess to make.
Almost under nine minutes. Might get there next time.
Written at home.