Alright, so I start with doing this and then I will add in a little bit of that. We will see what happens and then I will see what happens as my hair continues its quest to become increasingly fluffier and stick out in a whole bunch of messy directions until the weight becomes too much and thus it starts to droop down once more. This is of course something that I wholly endorse as I don’t care much about how my hair looks. Perhaps I should care more, but that is something that I refuse to worry about at the present moment. There are other things of which are significantly more important for me to worry about at this present moment, but they won’t be addressed until the next present moment and there will be hopping about each moment until the right moment finally reveals itself. When that happens I’ll be able to jump upon it and see what it is that it provides, though maybe it’s just whatever I think it would be, or nothing at all and I’m barking up the wrong fish, as they say.
Perhaps all of this overthinking and underthinking provides little else than vapid conjecture and what I should really be doing is moving on with things in a manner that expresses the sensation of progress. It doesn’t actually need to be progress, but the suggestion of progress needs to at least be displayed. There needs to be something that suggests something and all of that other stuff, and so on and so forth and you get the idea.
However, I don’t think that this is important right now so please ignore all of this whilst I go and swing onto the next thing.
Maybe the swing won’t reach far enough and I’ll have to settle with a shortened length. If this does indeed happen, then I will need to make the most of what it is that I reach, but I’m sure that I can through the power of somehow doing what it is that I need to do, or something.
So anyway, I think that this swinging is something that just needs to happen and so I need to swing into action. I need to roll and dive through the obstacles that I set up and then I will finish with style and gusto. Maybe a lot of gusto, but also maybe very little. It is difficult to tell at this moment, but I’m leaning toward a lot as that seems more fun and exciting and adventurous; far more than very little, at least.
Still, what other variables will exist out there? Plenty, I guess. However, that is not for now. What is for now is the time for action taking and I am the one to take action in this particular instance. I could choose to not take action, but I will definitely take action. I will take action and contextualise it in a way that allows overthinking and underthinking.
The time it took to write five-hundred words: 06:58:35
Bit of a lazy write, this one.
Also rather aimless, though that’s not really different from usual.
Written at home.