It was a fine morning. Semi-cloudless, sun bright but not blinding, low traffic; all things much appreciated when going for a walk to the shops. The only thing not appreciated at that particular time was the need to shop, for as much as necessities in life were understood as very much a part of it, there was much more of a desire to relax and take it easy. There was no want to go and purchase consumables and it very much was done with some amount of annoyance.
There was an annoyance of not being able to appreciate the day whilst lazing about. No, the morning had to be spent attending to tasks that needed some sort of completion so as to be able to keep on going, but at the end of it all it would be okay.
Or so they thought.
The day stretched long, but it was only the morning and soon it would all compress into an exciting series of moments filled with action, inaction, explosions, drama, lack of drama, and all of those other neat things that people like sometimes. However, that was yet to happen and the rest of it needed to be lived through first. This of course meant doing the shopping before anything else could happen, and before that, walking needed to be conducted so as to be able to complete the task at hand.
They thought about veering away from the task ahead, but decided against it as it would only postpone the inevitable. Besides which, there would be less people around at this particular time and less of the day would feel wasted than had they chosen to go later on.
It was a short walk to the shops, but it always felt far, far longer than it was. Perhaps that was part of the luxury of being able to live where they lived; firmly within the urban environment and very close to everything, yet still able to be in a position where, even though main roads were nearby, they were inaudible. It was almost the best of all worlds, yet still the task of shopping always seemed to pose a threat to this idealised situation.
Of course they could have gotten home delivery, but they didn’t feel as though there was enough control over receiving their goods, and they preferred to shop on the fly; a rough idea of some of the things they needed and then purchasing anything outside of that so long as it caught their attention as they’d glide through aisles looking for bits and pieces. It wasn’t a perfect system, but it was good enough.
It only was a short bit of their time, and yet it felt as though too much of any time was spent on doing this one small task. The day was too good to be wasted shopping! But of course it was still going to happen, for they needed food more than they didn’t and so they continued their trip.
The time it took to write five-hundred words: 08:09:75
This took longer than I had hoped.
There was going to be more ridiculous stuff in here but instead it ended up rather mundane, I think.
Written at home.