Five-Hundred Word Challenge 1185: Path to the Conclusion

Alright so I need to get something done. I don’t another week of a low amount of stuff, but once more it is evening and once more I am throwing myself as this thing. Should’ve done something earlier but didn’t, but now I am and so here I am and with fury I write and hopefully with righteousness I find the path forward and let it guide me to the end of this bit of writing.

There is a path that winds and it is the path to the conclusion of this bit of writing and it is mine to follow. It leads past trees and through thickets, and it changes course, though this course is always forward.

This path leads to the seaside and shows sweeping scenery filled with a lot of water and a few boats, and it carries along through fields of moving grasses as the winds pass on through and blow against them.

This path is so long and pointless, however, because the exit is just over there. Still, the scenery that I get from following the path is just lovely and I do much rather the scenic path in some cases. Not all, but some, and in this case that is the path that I prefer and sot hat is the path that I’m going to follow because that is the path that I want to follow. Ergo, something something and so on and so forth.

Maybe this path takes me up into the mountains and then I disappear up into the clouds, though it probably wouldn’t do that as there would be no need. Anyway, there’d be snow on the mountains and I’d at least be taken up to there; just not beyond the clouds. I’d see snow and I’d enjoy the snow and I’d move around cliffs and look at the world beyond and below and I’d find myself appreciating the chance that I have to see all of this, but then I’d leave my imagination and remember that I am actually here and I’m currently listening to some music and I’m trying to get this done as quickly as possible as I need to sleep soon as rest is necessary for functioning and I’m low on rest.

Well, I think that I need to reconsider a few things and just go straight to the exit. Maybe that is the best way forward, but then I miss out on the scenery, but maybe the scenery isn’t as important as the journey, but that is not something that I’ll be finding out today. Maybe tomorrow that will happen, but for today all that will happen is that I’ll finish this and once I finish this I will do something else.

Then I will go to bed. After going to bed I will try to work out some things, but in failing to work them out I will just instead find myself in a state of drifting off into a place full of some stuff.

The time it took to write five-hundred words: 06:03:96

Finish this, feel the fatigue hit me.

I think this bit of writing is okay. Not the best, but it’s okay. It works well enough to get some sort of thing across.

Written at home.

About Stupidity Hole

I'm some guy that does stuff. Hoping to one day fill the internet with enough insane ramblings to impress a cannibal rat ship. I do more than I probably should. I have a page called MS Paint Masterpieces that you may be interested in checking out. I also co-run Culture Eater, an online zine for covering the arts among other things. We're on Patreon!
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