The morning drudgery rears its ugly head once more, but of course I’m just complaining so this can be disregarded.
Feels like it will be a warm day. Feels like it will be warm and humid and so once more I will find myself locked into some sort of combat with the weather. Whether I am or not is difficult to completely confirm at this point in time, but I feel it will be the case so it is likely to happen. That’s how it all works and so that is how it is working today.
I think I need a vacation from everything. Just step away from society and the world and slip into another reality for a while where money isn’t a worry and I’m not half a paycheck away from a bad time. That would be nice, but I don’t think I’d be able to relax as I wouldn’t be making money whilst on vacation.
I think I need a more stable job, really.
I think I need a lot of things, but what I really need to do is not sit here so much. Not good for the act of engaging in the process of motion. If I’m sitting here all the time then I’m not doing much of anything really, but sometimes I conjure worlds and in those conjuring of worlds I’m creating some sort of fantasy in which I could escape to, but I don’t want to necessarily escape, though I guess with what I said just above I do want to escape. Not sure where to go from that, really. Kind of covers all the bases.
Well, now that that is out of the way, where do I go from here? I want what is risky for me to take right now and so I’m sitting here and just trying to think of a way to get out of this bit of writing. Maybe looking for change was a bad idea. This is unfamiliar territory and I know not where I can go from here.
Actually, I do know where I can go from here but it’s all scary and that is not something I want to deal with right now. This is not worth the risk. It is not safe. It is not worth the trouble. Take me back to where I feel I am more comfortable. I want to ramble on about things that don’t matter and I want to ramble about things that do matter.
Of course, however, there has been no change whatsoever but I am claiming that there has been change and so therefore I get to complain about something else, but I digress.
I don’t know what to do from here and I don’t know where to go and this is all scary and so on and so forth and I think I’m just going to try and find a rope that will lead me out of these new and exciting frontiers that are ripe for exploration.
The time it took to write five-hundred words: 05:25:76
Alright, so this seems to mostly be about discomfort so I’m going with that.
I feel I got really close to making some sort of point and then veered away, which was silly.
Written at home.