Five-Hundred Word Challenge 1191: Familiarity in the ramble

Clouds hang outside and a brightness comes on through, but the sun is blocked. Of course this is how things work but sometimes I wish it wasn’t how things worked; well, I sometimes wish this is how things didn’t work if I was able to go back to how things worked if I wasn’t happy with the alternative, so it’s probably a good thing that I don’t live in that kind of reality, or something.

Sometimes there is some sort of wonder in the banal. There certainly is familiarity, or at least there usually is some sort of familiarity and in that there can be some sort of comfort through recognition. If everything were to go completely dark due to clouds obscuring a view of the sun, then even though I can recognise it as something right now, I imagine that experiencing it would be a different story.

I imagine that, were I to experience such a thing, due to the current experience and understanding of various things I currently have, it would create some sort of conflict between the expected and the observed and that is something I’d rather avoid.

Perhaps eventually I’d be able to reconcile these and then this would become banal, but that’s still not something that I want to think about. What I want to think about involves the fantastic away from considering what would happen. I want to be an observer from a great distance and I want to make sure that all stays that way. I don’t want to get involved with something this unfamiliar as it would do something to me and that would be create a new experience, and why would I want that? I’d rather not.

Well, I certainly want to create new experiences with what is already around me and what I can already access. So long as I don’t have to worry about changing reality so as to entertain some thoughts I think I’ll be fine. I don’t want to worry about changing reality, especially when there is so much already to see as it is. I need to go somewhere and then I need to go elsewhere, and I need to do a lot of exploring so as to be able to experience more things and all of that stuff.

There is a beauty in the mundane and there is a familiarity in the banal, and sometimes we need to step out of those to be able to grow as people, but sometimes you can only grow through familiarity and comfort and all that other stuff.

At this stage I don’t know what I am saying, but I think I’ve said something. What that thing is is likely pretty obvious, but it is easier for me to pretend that it is not and so I will pretend that what I have said is neither obvious nor clear, though maybe it is neither obvious nor clear and so what I’m diving into is multiple thin layers of bullshit.

The time it took to write five-hundred words: 05:48:40

This is much, much messier than I’d hoped. I think that at the start this could’ve become something interesting, but alas.

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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