A long day leads to a cool evening and the sky was clear but the clouds drift on over slowly, yet surely. There is something nice about this. Something about a nice coolness that slowly creeps through the air and into the residence, but that doesn’t have much to do with the clouds that are gradually appearing in the visible space outside the window of this bedroom.
Some leaves and branches gently move as a breeze moves around them and there is a sense of the idyllic. Light gradually fades and lights switch on and I’m writing about this for some reason. Trying to find some sort of expression of beauty in the world around me, but I don’t need to find it as it’s there in a rather obvious manner, but it is marred by the visibility of the urban as it constantly presses itself upon a scene that could be more natural than it currently is.
Still, it is a nice scene. The rumble of thunder disturbs it, but it remains nice, somehow.
Now I’m not sure as to what else there is to write about.
I have a desk and on this desk is a computer that suffers every day. It suffers as it has to interact with me and I am merciless, even though I try to be careful. Maybe I am not merciless but that is something else to think about on a day that is not today as today right now it’s all about getting stuff done.
It’s about explaining why today was long and trying not to stray from that though I think that in saying that, I know that somewhere there is a bed waiting for me and I’ll need to meet it sooner rather than later as there is often a need to rest and that need for rest grows greater with may passing days and… something and… yeah…
So anyway, I think that now that I can hear the sound of thunder it is time to shut the windows but I want it to cool down a bit more before I do, but it’s all kind of a race at the moment. It’s a race toward getting enough cool air inside so that it’s not too hot and hoping that the outside does not come inside, which it might, but hopefully it won’t. If it does, then that’s something else that I’ll need to deal with but I don’t want to deal with that today. Maybe I can deal with that at another point in time, but for now it is not something I want to handle. I’d be happier not handling it and making sure that it is elsewhere, but how d9o I make sure of that? I have no control over the weather. If the weather wants to come in here then I am powerless to do anything about that.
So anyway, it was a hot day and driving around wasn’t fun, but the destinations were nice.
The time it took to write five-hundred words: 07:02:38
A bit haphazard, messy and probably a bit directionless.
Written at home.