I need to write something now as if I don’t, then I won’t do anything for the rest of the evening and I don’t want to leave this to the last minute again. I’ve done that a little too much recently and so I need to get back to trying to get things done in the morning.
It is not quite late yet, but soon it will be. It is dark outside and I am inside and it is warm, but it is not warm by my doing. It is warm by the act of somehow warming the room somehow.
So anyway, I sit here and I write this and I think to myself about what it is that I am writing and how much of it is worth the time and effort it takes to churn out. Still, I persist as that is what I do and so I will continue to do the thing that I do as I want to keep on going and see where this all takes me.
Maybe I’ll go hopping and skipping down the road and then once that is done, look toward the directions of which I don’t normally pursue. If I do that, then the land of discovery shall lay ahead, but only if I make sure to continue on with what it is that I am intending to do and all of that other stuff that I cannot squeeze within such a stringent frame of time. I think, however, that if I do what it is that is required of me in order to continue on with the thing and all that other stuff, then surely there will be the continuing and there will be no more breaks of which I would take and all that other stuff, so yeah.
So anyway, now that I have all of that out of the way, it is time to make sure that somehow all of this makes sense, but instead of doing that I will rebel against myself and make sure that it makes even less sense, though I don’t know if I can do that unless I go back and rewrite the whole thing which, to be honest, is something that I don’t want to do, so therefore I will try and recover this wreckage and just let the words at the end of the whole thing trail off into the distance and eventually fade from the view that is behind me as I continue to move forward in circular patterns that have no need to be as they are, but sometimes that is the way that things go and so I will just keep on going with it and then see the whole thing at the end. Once I am there I will have one look, then continue with the walking as there are other things out there that I am looking forward to chasing and all that, but first I need to find the words to wrap this up.
The time it took to write five-hundred words: 04:44:06
More inane rambling.
Written at home.