Too many days with not enough writing for my liking, if I am to be honest. In a way that makes this feel like a breath of fresh air, but that is no reason to rest on my laurels, as they say.
So I sit here and there has been heavy rain and a lot of people are suffering due to said rain and I am sitting here writing. If I could help them out, I would, but due to being rather broke I cannot.
On a side note, as I’ve said before, I need money and anything you can provide will help, but there are a lot of people losing a lot of stuff and they need financial (and other) help far more than I do, so if you can help people dealing with the aftermath of heavy flooding, then please do so.
So I’m sitting here and I’m writing and it almost feels like a form of joy being experienced. Perhaps I am not feeling joyous enough for it to feel like a joy and if that is the case, then I am the one losing out at the end of the day.
Rain continues to fall and I can hear it, but I cannot see it as it currently is the period known as the evening, but in hearing it I don’t need to see it to know that it is there. I would rather it stop for a number of reasons, but I cannot stop it. I would also rather it move elsewhere when it stops as the rain is likely need further inland than here and so a lot of it seems like it is not falling where it would be most effective.
I think I need to stop doing things so late in the evening. It’s too much procrastination and all this procrastination is causing more issues than it could ever hope to solve. I think I need to get on with things and get back into gear and all that other stuff. There are plenty of things that I need to do, but getting back to working at times that are better to work at should be high on the list of priorities, I think.
Really, there are a lot of things that should be high on the list of priorities, but right now I sit here and I write and as I write I think of things that I should be doing but am not, so once I finish this I might just go and do them as there is little time in the day. However, instead of doing that I’ll probably just write something else, then go to sleep as there is a need for sleep and all that other stuff and so I need to get on with it so I can get on with that as tomorrow is a day where things are happening and they happen in a particular order.
Well, they will, but also they might not.
The time it took to write five-hundred words: 06:44:48
Not a good bit of writing by any stretch of the imagination. Feels like shaking rust off, so to speak.
Written at home.