I feel like I’m on a really good run today. I got out of bed and started doing stuff pretty quickly and whilst there has been a good bit of procrastination, I’m actually getting stuff done. I was hoping to have a bit more writing done before midday but I’m still getting stuff done and I’m happy with that.

Not happy per se; just happy with that.

So now I’m sitting here and I’m wondering as to what I’m going to do with the rest of my day. I think it’s too early on in the afternoon to be bored but I’m worried that I soon will be bored. I’m worried that I will now have little to do and I’m worried that I’ll spend more of the day staring at the ceiling than I will getting things done. I just need to keep going though.

I’m struggling against the urge to get distracted and procrastinate but I am working to overcome. Need to stay focused. Need to stay on target and keep on writing and doing some other things that I need to get done before the day’s end.

There is a lot and there also is not much. Probably however much I allow myself to believe there is.

There is a fair bit though.

So now I’m sitting here and I can’t work out what to do next. I think I may have run out of things. I haven’t spread myself out thinly enough today. This means I have to be productive as I’m not going to allow myself to get distracted much more, but… yeah…

So now I’m entering into a place that has grown unfamiliar to me and I feel confused. I feel uncertain and scared as this is some whole new world where I exist in a space where I am doing more rather than less. It doesn’t make sense and all I’m doing is sitting here, being bored. I could read but I don’t want to read. I could keep on writing but I don’t want to keep on writing.

I could work on reviews, but how can I work on them if it means that the pile of stuff I should be getting through diminishes?

I don’t like this new world. It offers possibility and that is not something I can stand for and so therefore I need to get back to procrastinating. That is where things are best because they’re constantly worst.

But on a more serious note, it’s nice to be getting things done for a change. It always is, but it is right now. I still have a fair bit to do but I can keep going at this rate and if I do I’ll get somewhere. I’ll get stuff done and getting stuff done is great. It’s a relief as it moves out of the way and I keep walking forward into a space that eventually frees up.

Still, getting distracted is nice. It’s calling and it calls loudly.

The time it took to write five-hundred words: 06:12:36

Not the best, not the worst, but overall okay.
I think I started slipping toward the end as I struggled to complete this and it shows a bit.

Written at home.