Five-Hundred Word Challenge 1101: Yesterday Evening

An interesting thing happened yesterday evening and… well, that’s about all there is to say about it, really.

Well, there’s a lot more to say about it and so that is what I’m going to get into at the present moment.

Last night someone reversed into the fence / wall at the front of where I live. They also took out a water tap which meant we had to switch off the water (thankfully this has been fixed). The police were called and it was a really low amount of drama; something of which I am quite obviously thankful for. Annoyingly though, we also have very little of a mailbox and who knows how long it will take to get the damage fixed.

Such is life, I suppose.

So at the moment this is something that we need to deal with and it’s not the worst thing in the world, if I am to be honest about how I feel about the whole thing. I’m not stressed, though it is a serious amount of damage, but it is annoying.

I thought I was going to get more out of this, but it seems that that is all I can muster.

Sometimes I wonder about these things and how they can make an impact in one’s life. Has this made an impact? I’m not sure and to be honest I feel I’m too lazy to care at the present moment. There are so many other things to worry about and no one came out of this hurt, so, as far as I’m concerned, there’s little to worry about here. This could’ve been so much worse, but it wasn’t and so… yeah. There are annoying things to now worry about, of course, but no one was injured and that’s more important, I think.

Where do I go from here? What do I write about? What do I express? An event happened, I reacted to it and it’s going to amount to a bit of busywork. Is there anything else that I can say about the thing? Is there anything worth saying? I could ruminate upon the impacts and how they may last a long time. I could discuss how these events seem to occur in an instant and still feel stretched out across a lengthy amount of time, but I don’t think I’d be able to properly articulate anything that I feel toward it, which is mostly nothing. It was just a thing that happened and now I’m here and I’m doing alright. Soon I’ll have to cook and that’s more important to me than the possibility that someone going through an object may end up having a massive impact on my life’s trajectory, considering they came out uninjured.

I guess all there really is to say at this point is that I’ll keep on going on about whatever it is that I go on about and hope my hands warm up soon as it is cold.

Anyway, I’ll wrap this up here.

The time it took to write five-hundred words: 08:22:13

Slow writing about a thing that happened.
There was a bit of a struggle as I looked for a way forward, but sometimes that happens.
Well, that usually happens.

Written at home.

About Stupidity Hole

I'm some guy that does stuff. Hoping to one day fill the internet with enough insane ramblings to impress a cannibal rat ship. I do more than I probably should. I have a page called MS Paint Masterpieces that you may be interested in checking out. I also co-run Culture Eater, an online zine for covering the arts among other things. We're on Patreon!
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