And so now I’m awake, but I’ve been awake for a little bit of time now. It feels almost like a jolt; a jolt of sleepiness of which is something that I now need to deal with, but instead of that I’m going to think of other things.

I’m going to think of the ants and think of the things that aren’t ants. That might be a few too many things, but I’m going to do it and there are none who can stop me, other than the ones who can stop me. I should probably avoid them.

Now you see, I’m already putting far too much effort into whatever this is and so I need to tone it down a bit. I need to make this less exciting. Less exciting and more boring is where the things need to lie and so long as I strike that balance of excitement and boringness, I think I can succeed in the way that I need to succeed.

Does there even need to be any success? Probably not. However, that is not as to what I am considering at the moment. This is more about what I can get done than what I cannot get done.

I can get this bit of writing done and then from there I can spread off into other things. I can get through the woods and through the air to find the valleys and gullies that I hope to find, and then I can go to the desert and look at all the vegetation there.

Might be a bit of walking involved.

Still, that could be a good thing. Walking is good for the legs and good for the health. It’s good for a few things really, but it also helps with seeing the sights and hearing the sounds. You get to experience the smells of nature and you use your eyes as you traverse in the forward direction.

Sometimes as you engage in this activity, you may turn your head to the side to look at other things that are not in front of you, and of course in doing this you need to have some level of confidence in your ability to trust what is in front of you, or something like that. You don’t want to look to the side for too long, however, as you want to make sure that there are no obstacles along your path that could lead to serious injury, or even any form of injury for that matter.

Still, it would all be pleasant. It would be long and perhaps arduous, but it would be pleasant. There would be so much to absorb and in that absorbing of stuff stuff would be experienced and maybe you’d do sketches or something else that has some sort of artistic inclination. The possibilities are endless, though they also are limited.

Still, just getting away from the city would be pleasant enough without any goals in mind; Being out there, experiencing things.

The time it took to write five-hundred words: 05:22:39

Speedy, kind of bland.
Not sure as to what happened but I just started powering down, so to speak. I think that comes through in the writing.

Written at home.