I’m so spent right now and want to have an early night but this is something I cannot do for there is a great deal of work ahead. A lot of writing and another interview, the second of today. I’m not complaining much as this is something I’ve brought upon myself. It also means there should be a good deal of things on Culture Eater next week, assuming I get things published. Just I need sleep and put myself into a position where I am going to be denied it, but sometimes that’s the way things go. It could be worse.

Maybe I can sneak in a few five minute naps every fifteen minutes. Work for fifteen, nap for five and and go with that. Go on a cycle and somehow be awake enough to be coherent for tonight. I could try and do that.

I don’t think it will work, somehow.

Maybe I should just try and stay awake and sand the fatigue back and in doing that I can then become some sort of spherical ball of energy that sustains itself through some thing that generates more energy than it consumes, thus solving many issues involving the loss of energy in this grand universe that is ours and bringing a great peace and restfulness to all. Maybe if I could do that I’d be set.

There is no avoiding this; I have much to do and need to just push on through and hope for the best. if I can do that then I can do anything. If I can do anything then I’ll do everything. If I do everything then there will be nothing left and I’ll be the hero for all time and if I can be that, then I really am set and that will be that and I don’t know where to go from there.

If I do everything then there’s nothing and so I guess I could sit for a while and have a bit of a nap and maybe a full sleep until something new comes along. Maybe I’d just have to create something new. That too is a possibility.

Maybe I just need to consider that I’m trying to avoid talking about needing to sleep, but I so desperately want to talk about it right now as I want to whinge and complain and stretch things out to a length far longer than necessary, but I cannot as I need to deal with what I’ve done here and so deal with it is what I am currently doing, but I don’t want to. I just want my sleep and I want to do nothing and I don’t want to think about anything for a good few hours.

Still, the interview will be fun. I know that much, but of course it could go badly and I could ask a bunch of silly questions. It’s happened before; it happened earlier today, so I could very well do it again.

Maybe I will.

The time it took to write five-hundred words: 06:28:37

This was fun. There are some things in here that could probably go somewhere if I expanded upon them, but I won’t.

Written at home.