Just a quick one before I get back to work.
I want to make sure that I can still write quickly, or at least as quickly as I would like to write. I don’t know of this will work but I’m feeling sorry for myself and all that, so I want to see if I can indeed pull this off. Hopefully I do, but we’ll see.
Now the issue is that I’m thinking about this and I’ve nothing else to think about as this is currently what is inhabiting my mind and so I need to think of something else in the hopes that I can make this interesting in the way that it needs to be interesting, but I don’t think I’m going to be able to get there. Stuck on a loop and stuck on a treadmill, just burning myself out and we’re not even half of the way through the writing. Sometimes that is what happens and today that is what is happening. Maybe there are other times where it could happen, but that previous sentence covers that and so I need to think of what else I can throw into this in order to make sure that I get to the end in one segment instead of multiple segments.
Of course I could segment the writing, but then that might cause other issues so I won’t do that and instead I’ll do something else. I’ll try and stay upright and in my trying to stay upright I’ll keep on banging on the keyboard. I’ll keep on going and keep on hoping and in all of that I will keep on doing. Maybe I’ll get to the end and then I’ll look back and go “that was really slow”, but somehow I think I might successfully avoid doing so.
Sometimes I wonder as to why I persist in writing here. I’ve already decided that this will come to an end and I’ve decided that it will be sooner rather than later, but I keep on pushing on and in doing so I keep on postponing the inevitable. Maybe I have issues with letting go of this place, but I’m not going to get into that as I don’t want to and I’d much rather keep on speeding off into the distance.
There is a horizon and it is eternal. I keep trying to reach it and I keep not reaching it, for it remains out of reach. However, I still keep on going. It is a pointless task, but there is a lot to learn along the way and in that learning I discover and so on and so forth and you all get the idea.
Where I go from here is probably over there, but we’ll see how it all pans out. So long as I keep on going and keep on pushing on, but soon I will find myself at the end of this writing and therefore will have to start a new ramble.
The time it took to write five-hundred words: 04:59:34
Just under five minutes is pretty fast so I achieved what I set out to achieve, but I do feel so much of this could’ve been better.
Written at home.