Once again, late into the evening. Once again preparing to power on. However, it has been a pretty busy day so I feel like I’ve got a good reason.
Well, it usually is busy but I’ve a bit more time in the morning, but today that was not the case, but that’s alright. Sometimes you just work with what you have and that is what I am doing now.
Feeling drained but powering on and wondering where all of this will lead, if it will indeed lead anywhere at all. Maybe nothing will come of this and that’s fine. Right now, at least, that’s fine. Then again, maybe I’ll fall asleep before I finish this off. I can feel myself growing tired and growing tired gets in the way of getting things done and I don’t want that to happen. I want to stay awake and power on for as long as I can so I can sleep well tonight and then get on with the day tomorrow. I want to make sure I can get to the end of this and I don’t want to wake up with an imprint suspiciously resembling a keyboard on my face.
Maybe if I fall asleep here I will have weird and exciting dreams, however. In those dreams I will experience things as I always have, but those things will be weird and strange even though they will be normal. It is an odd place in which I find myself right now for I have realised that there may be positives to falling asleep where I am.
Maybe instead of all of this I should just try and focus on what is going on around me and get on with the going on so I can then finish the things that need finishing and then sleep. Then again, maybe I could sleep whilst doing the things and then wake up in the morning and find that I’ve done more than I thought I could ever do and somehow still feel refreshed due to a lengthy sleep that has helped me by being lengthy and ending exactly when I need it to end and so on and so forth.
Maybe I’m just dreaming. It’s possible that this is all a dream and all that stuff but I’m just going to pretend that it’s not because maybe it is not, though I do truly think it would be odd if I woke up now and found that I was exactly where I was before I started writing this, though I actually don’t know what I’m going on about right now as it’s become too messy and senseless and so I need to find a way to recover, but instead of doing that I think I’ll just get on with it because I need to get on with it and the day ends soon and then some things and then I need to figure out what I’m going on about, but maybe I just might not.
The time it took to write five-hundred words: 05:29:14
Just a lot of rambling. Some of this is alright, but I started struggling a fair bit somewhere near the middle and it derailed the whole thing.
Written at home.