It is not yet eight in the morning and I already feel as though I have been awake for far too long. To be fair, I woke up before five this morning and I have not been able to get back to sleep, so I guess that is why I feel I have been awake for far too long. It’s not the worst thing in the world though so it doesn’t matter too much.
I went for a walk and on that walk I walked through some light rain. I was listening to music whilst I walked and I thought about the rain and how it seemed so dramatic despite just going for a walk. There was nothing major about it; just things seemed to line up in a way that led to me thinking about something which makes me think about how we assign meaning to things for various reasons.
I could say it’s all meaningless but it isn’t. A series of coincidences still can mean something on a personal level and that can (and often does) matters more than breaking things down and pointing out how these don’t necessarily mean anything but someone is assigning meaning to them, and really there is a time and place to discuss that kind of technical wankery so I’m not going to go into that right now as I don’t want to, to be honest.
Anyway, it rained a little and I was listening to music and I thought about the value of assigning meaning to things, though I actually didn’t think about that but more about how what I was experiencing lined up and I could perceive it as dramatic, and I kept on walking and walking along and saw some of my suburb in a bit of shitty weather. It was a nice walk but now I’m here and I’m feeling as though once more time is slowing down and I’m just here to experience what is going on. I’m here to take advantage of what time I have before I need to start doing the thing that involves work and getting paid.
The day puts itself in front of me and I’m looking forward to what is coming, though at the same time I’m also looking forward to the day of work being over. It’s one of those “A lot to do, a lot will get in the way of doing” days but I’m here. I’m ready to be really tired before the day of work is over and I’m ready to try and get to the end of it whilst feeling awake enough to get stuff done.
I’m also looking forward to a lot of things but those things will come at a later date and are rather immaterial at the moment.
I think that what with this being awake for too long happening today, I should take it as some sort of sign that some sort of fate awaits me in some sort of rather mysterious manner.
The time it took to write five-hundred words: 06:07:52
Slower than I hoped and this was a bit of a struggle. I think I was trying to go for the mundane but it didn’t quite pan out.
Written at home.