A bright and sunny day today and the weather remains not too warm. Soon spring will be here and then the expectation will be that the weather is springlike, whatever that is meant to be.

It’s not too cold inside and so I’m enjoying this brief moment, but I am also trying to keep in mind that this indeed a brief moment and so I’m also trying to get a bit of stuff done.

I think that, just for a few minutes I’ll lose myself in the music that is playing. I’m going to think of drifting away and being outside but I’ll soon also be outside and in being outside I’ll absorb some sun and try to go for a walk and take it easy for a while. There is a need to take it easy in that I need to get away from the computer for a bit. That walking won’t happen until a bit later, however.

For now I sit here and I enjoy the music and I listen to the breeze and its breeziness. It blows and flows and moves things, but those things do not break; at least, they do not break here. I can hear the sound of dogs barking and I don’t know why they are barking, but perhaps they are barking just because they want to bark. Who am I to question the thoughts of a dog?

Who am I at the end of the day?

So anyway, I think that in saying all of that I will now say “In saying all of that” and then say something else. I cannot explain why and perhaps that means it is something that I should not say. However, I say it regardless of how warranted it is as it is something that I say and I say it often enough to recognise that I should say it less. Perhaps I should examine what I say more often and work to say things in a way that is better and more productive. Maybe. It is possible that I should not worry about this in the slightest and instead look for how I can further the dialogue regarding the repetition, or reuse of things I’ve used far too many times at this point.

There probably is a good bit of writing to be had from that thinking but that’s not going to happen here. Then again, it might, but if it does it isn’t going to be today. It’ll have to happen another day as there are other things to crap on about. There are other things that I care about and so those other things are what I’ll crap on about, but only once enough crap has been written. It takes time and I need to spew out senseless drivel for a while before I can write anything that could be seen as remotely meaningful.

Anyway, with all of that being said I’m just going to keep on absorbing this weather, unless I don’t.

The time it took to write five-hundred words: 05:52:96

There was something else I was considering writing about but I held back and I’m not sure if that was the best decision. Oh well. Probably next time.

Written at home.