Days drift on by and a series of endless events play out in a tedium that is as dull as it is insipid. I’m sitting here and it all plays on by like a roll of film that I’ve lost interest in a long time ago.
Of course that is all a load of crap, but let’s just run with it as it makes for a better plastering of melodrama.
I’m sitting here trying to maintain balance and it’s about as fun as it sounds. Not as bad as last week but it’s still bad. Still unable to do most things but getting better. Just trying to take my time bit time is ticking away and so I feel as though I’m not making good use of my time. Such is the way of things I suppose.
The need to rest is always something that I bristle at as I don’t enjoy being forced into resting. I’d much prefer to be able to go about getting things done, but sometimes you don’t have that option and I should stop being so stubborn and just accept that this is what I currently have to deal with. I don’t want to, but I should. However, I likely won’t. I’ll likely keep on going on with this and I’ll likely keep on being stubborn about the whole thing.
Not the best idea I’ve had, but sometimes you run with silly things.
It is a cold morning and perhaps that is the way that it should be. There have been colder mornings but this one is alright. It is expected as we are inching our way toward an idea of winter that likely won’t feel much like winter. Such is the way of things when we inch toward a future that contains far less stability than it should. Such is the way of things when not enough is done to change.
I sit here, cold and resting and I will eventually warm up, but I also remain stubborn and keep on doing the things that I’m doing. I will soon need to engage in the act of getting ready for work as today is one of those days, but I also need to rest, but the need to earn money is regrettably greater than the need for rest and so I likely am hampering my getting better, but such is the way of things. It could be worse; I could be in hospital. It could also be better.
The sun is shining and that is something that I appreciate as it paints a nice picture outside of my bedroom window. There’s a pleasantry and a sense of calm out there that filters into here, and I get to look outside and see birds, among other things. It’s a nice view and it helps keep me stubborn a bit, but I should rest more, but I won’t as sometimes it’s not something you should do, regardless of how much of refusing is fueled by stubbornness.
The time it took to write five-hundred words: 07:00:56
I’m surprised I was able to write as fast as I did, as well as how clear.
Tried to keep repetition low but some of it is in there. Maybe it’s a bit more appropriate. I don’t know.
Written at home.