Five-Hundred Word Challenge 983: Valleys, Space

Alright, it’s cold and this keyboard I am using is working, so there’s a counterbalance. Switched keyboards and now the keys are not jamming. Makes me happy. Makes it easier to glide over the keys and get what I want to get written written. This is, of course, assuming that I want to get anything written at all, which I do, but there is no subject in mind and so I wander aimlessly through the valleys and over the hills. I go searching for things that are not there in the hopes that they reveal themselves as being there. Always the dream and all that kind of stuff.

Sometimes you need to go wandering for things in order to make sure that you find those things… wait.

Sometimes you need to go wandering for things, but you may not necessarily find those things. You might find something else entirely, and that is fine. A journey may have a goal, but that goal may not be realised. A different path may end up being followed and then you end up discovering or learning (or both) something entirely different to what you were hoping.

Anyway, today is a day of writing, but it is writing for work. There is no fancy flights of fancy. There are no dull flights of fancy. It’s all dull, dry writing, telling people to go away in a polite manner. such is the way of things, but at least it is writing. Would much prefer doing the creative stuff, but you don’t win them all, and perhaps you shouldn’t win them all anyway. Might not be the best thing in the world to deal with. If you were always winning, then something something and how would you know? How would you have the depth of character that you would so vigorously claim?

You need to know when to win and lose, or something. This is of course assuming that you would have any control over the outcome. You may not have any control whatsoever. You may just be floating in space and then you’ll have to deal with that, so then what? How would you get back and return to Earth? Would you even want to?

Maybe there are other things out there that you’d rather try and explore and find out about. If that is the case, then awesome. Hopefully it would work out. If not, then maybe you’d still be able to return to Earth and help yourself top a nice cup of TEA. Maybe you’d be able to do that, but then again, maybe you wouldn’t want to. Maybe the thing you thought you would find and learn about wasn’t there and i0sntead you’ve found something else and this something else is far more fascinating than you ever thought it would be. Maybe that thing has led you down another path and not one of your choosing, but then again, maybe that was your choice all along. Maybe there was never any choice available.

The time it took to write five-hundred words: 06:22:81

A bit of a wonderful mess this one… maybe.

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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