Getting started in the morning for the first time in a while. It is a good sign but the clouds above draw out a heavy grey that leaves me a little worried. A bit before they were bright; still overcast, but bright. It was a sign of some sort of thing and that thing is patterns in weather. Right now it just looks grim and it looks grim in a way I’d prefer it not to look as I soon have to head out.

No umbrella but that’s not the worst thing in the world. Still have a raincoat.

There is some walking and a lot of thinking to do. I have a lot of typing to knock out today and I need to get started soon; as such this is more warming up than anything else but it is a good way to warm up;. I’m warming up whilst looking at and thinking about clouds and how they seem to be layering over the sky. Of course it would be better to say that they are blanketing the sky, but… anyway…

So the sound of rain is faint as it is faint here and much louder at the rear of where I live. Maybe there is a patch of blue back there too, but it likely will not last for now. Maybe it will though and maybe it will spread out for a while and take over the sky, but eventually the clouds will return and when they return they will start creating holes until they no longer form holes but a complete spread. Once done they will pour their contents upon the earth underneath… assuming they are not swallowed up by blue, of course.

It is a cycle with no end in sight, or at least no end within my lifetime, and that’s nice in a way. It’s nice to see the change continue on and it’s nice to see how it affects everything out there. It’s nice to watch the clouds drift on by but it’s not always appreciable. Right now it is not something appreciable, though I don’t have to deal with it just yet so I don’t know as to why I’m mentioning this.

Maybe I’m just looking for some sort of meaning in a series of events that happen as a series of processes, and there is meaning in those processes but perhaps it is not the meaning that I am looking for. Maybe I’m trying to impose a certain form of meaning upon those events but that probably isn’t the best thing to do, but I’m not entirely sure if I care at the moment. There are other things to worry about and the brightness is returning so I guess with all of that being said I should get on with other things. Watching the clouds certainly is fun but it isn’t what I should be doing right now, but what I should be doing right now is not this so I’ll stop.

The time it took to write five-hundred words: 05:55:34

This felt like it came out smoothly. I’m not sure if it did, but I feel it did so… yeah?

Not the best thing I’ve written but not the worst. Just lazy musing really.

Written at home.