Cold is the morning but warm is the heart and all that other stuff that makes for a good introduction that I won’t get into at this particular moment as all I’m doing is looking to create the introduction, from which I will then go elsewhere.
I gotta get into a bit of a rush at the moment though as I just realised that time is rather limited at the moment, so do not expect this to be as coherent as I would like. In fact, maybe don’t expect this to be as coherent as you would like.
It also is good to not expect full sentences, or even sentences at all. This is best read with no expectations, though you may still be disappointed as there is a chance that I will fumble the whole thing and in that fumbling the whole thing will collapse in on itself and then there will be nothing left other than the mess that I won’t bother to clean up as I don’t have the time to do so, but really I just can’t be bothered.
Do not expect this bit of writing to be informative in any way, shape or form as it will not do that. It will instead take information away and then you will lose the information. That’s right; it won’t have you share information with it, but instead literally take the information that you have away from you and then you’ll never get it back, which is rather unfortunate, but what can you do in a situation such as this? Not my fault, or something.
Don’t expect any great revelation, for there will be none. Nothing will be revealed and in that lack of revealing nothing will come to fruition. It will be dull, insipid and merely go for a length, then stop. No surprises to be found here and that’s just the way that it will have to be for the time being, for the writing needs to lack more and it will, and that’s fine at the moment. Probably shouldn’t be fine, but it is and that’s just the way that it will be. Such is the way of things.
However, in saying all of this, I can confirm that some of this will contain vowels and there may also be some other things that will be contained within the writing, but that’s all that can be offered at the moment, for everything else has gone to lunch and then the lunch turned into an extended holiday, so there’s quite little to run off here and so therefore there can be no expectation of anything until the holidays run out and all are forced to return to earn more holiday so that another holiday can be taken, leading to some sort of cycle of the vicious variety, trapping all within its firm grasp and leaving no victories without the tears of tragedy befalling those that struggled in the fight for that little bit more annual leave.
The time it took to write five-hundred words: 05:51:16
This was fun to write. It came forward really easily and just flowed.
Not necessarily an enjoyable read, but at least it was an easy write.
Written at home.