The sun peaks out of a series of clouds but it remains invisible at the same time and so all that is visible in the sky is not the sky itself, but a blanket of clouds of slightly different shades, though seemingly uniform in their spread. Unsurprisingly, the weather matches the mood as this feels like a heavy day that is prepared to storm and rain heavy, beating down everything until there is nothing left.

It just so happens to be one of those days and as such I am defining it as one of those days. I am adding meaning to the weather so it more reflects my mood and what I am currently dealing with and I hope that it remains that way. I don’t care if the symbolism is unnecessary. I don’t care if this is the wrong way to go about things. I just want everything to reinforce how I feel because in this particular moment I don’t care about how other people add meaning to the weather; I only care about how I add meaning to the weather, other meaning be damned!

So anyway it’s a bit of a grim-looking day but the day is just doing what it does. I’m trying to think of something that is silly enough to be enjoyable to say but I’ve little of anything at the moment. Feel pretty drained but that’s life and life goes on and you get on with the going on, as they say. Sure, I could choose to not do that but that’s pointless. I’ll just get on with the getting on and do my best to push through feeling drained, but maybe I cannot and if I cannot I just work with what I have.

Maybe instead of all of that I’ll curse the heavens. I’ll curse the heavens for their appealing to my mood and what I’m dealing with and I’ll curse them for adding some sort of poetic poignancy to situations upon situations. I’ll shake my fist and scream out the true names of the stars and I’ll curse the heavens until there is no single curse left for me to cry out, and I will fall to the ground in a state of defeat, for I would no longer have the energy to continue on.

I will then curse the futility of my efforts, then I’ll go back home and I’ll think about all that I have learned, if I have indeed learned anything at all.

The likelihood is that I will not have learned a single thing, but at least I’ll be done. I’ll think about that and I’ll think about how the day was one of those days. After all of this I will think about how it will be time for me to sit at my desk, which is something I’ll do with vigour. Once that is done I will then go through a process of procrastinating which will then somehow lead to the process of writing.

The time it took to write five-hundred words: 06:25:52

I’m glad this ended up being silly. It’s a little lighter than it could’ve turned out.

Written at home.