It is another day and it is another time where I am sitting here. The day passes on by and I try to take care of the muscle I strained whilst taking off a jacket.

It really is one of those days.

Now to be honest I’m not sure if that really has any relevance to the state of the day but we sure do like to claim that days are some sort of themselves. However, that is entirely irrelevant to what I am about to write, but of course relevancy is relative in this particular instance and so what I’m really saying is that there are many ways to get from here to where I need to be and it is up to me to work out what the best way forward happens to be, if there is really any best way forward and not just a series of decisions that will lead to another series of decisions and so on and so forth, where all decisions have equal weighting and chance of outcome, though I imagine that some might be worse than others.

If I worry too much about making a decision and remain indecisive, then maybe that also constitutes making a decision, though through the act of being indecisive, or something. I don’t know; this is not something I’ve spent much time thinking about and I imagine that, had I done so in the first place, Is till wouldn’t have anything that could be certain or conclusive as there needs to be the gaining of knowledge through various means so as to be able to think more deeply and, perhaps at the same time, wider about the subject in question, whatever that happens to be in this particular moment of time and at this particular juncture. Then again, maybe all of this is all the same thing and really what I’m trying to work out is what decision I’ll actively make so as to go forward in the day, as even though the day moves forward I’m not really doing much movement myself and so I’m kind of just sitting here, trying to work things out and not really getting anything done other than ruminating on things that need not be ruminated upon right this moment, though maybe they do and I am trying to deny that through the means of denying that in a way that allows for the denial to manifest as a physical form and then take over everything in a manner that expresses some proactive assertiveness, thus freeing me from my own hesitation surrounding making an affirmative decision as there is something else making the decision for me.

Of curse I could just get on with whatever it is that I need to get on with, but that is nowhere near as fun, or as tedious and tiresome as not doing so and so I think that instead of any of that I’ll just finish off this lengthy sentence and then do nothing.

The time it took to write five-hundred words: 05:48:98

This was really fun. Pointless, rambling and goes mostly nowhere, or does it? Does it even matter? In any event I felt that this was a good run, if at least in terms of speed.

Written at home.