And just like that another day passes down the drain. It rains and it rains in waves and the evening is here. There still remains time and I have to make use of it. Soon I will be tired and once I am there will be no more doing things. I need to do things now but I’m nice and comfortable and I don’t want to do anything. Such is the way of the day that is today.

Wait; such is the way of being tired and lazy, though in all truth today has had a bit more productivity than usual, but I don’t want to go on about that. What I want to go on about is being lazy and then somehow turn it all around into a story about rising above the challenge and getting on with life in the way that I need to get on with life. That is what I want to make this bit of writing about, but I’m afraid that won’t be happening and instead I’ll just go on some lengthy tangent that leads nowhere and offers nothing other than the consumption of your time.

I think that that isn’t the best way to go about things but that is how I will do it and also there is something that I was going to say but I’ve forgotten what that was and so I’ve nothing to say.

There is nothing for me to say that I haven’t already said at this particular juncture in time. I’m sure that if it was later then perhaps I’d have more to say but right now there is nothing. There is nothing and I can’t think of anything that will come to mind and so instead of writing this I think I should just lie down. I should try and get some rest so that I feel refreshed in the morning.

I think that at this point there is still time to wrap this bit of writing up but I’m just squandering what I have and instead filling the space with lazy rambling and so I can confirm that the laziness is taking over and soon I will have no choice but to bow down to its whims. Sure, this is not something that I want to do but sometimes you don’t have much of a say in the way of things so I’m just going to get on with the whole thing and let it takes its course. I’m going to hope that in the morning I am better equipped to handle that which I am allowing to befall me but there are no high hopes here.

The only hope that I will not let get away from me in this particular instance is the one that tomorrow is another day where I will be able to get a bunch of things done. However, depending on all the laziness, instead I might make the surrounding area around me lazy. It is yet to be determined.

The time it took to write five-hundred words: 05:33:06

So I’d set out to do a lot more than just write this but I’m exhausted. Sort of big day, sort of not. Anyway, in a way I think this gets something across but it’s not necessarily something worth the time it takes to get across, though maybe it is worth the time. Maybe.

Written at home.