I opened this to start writing and then I got distracted and that isn’t a good way to start things off, if I may be so blunt.

It also isn’t good to start off things swinging around a hammer and yelling about how the bricks are changing colours and all you know is how you’ve always been working toward someone else’s goal and now that the bricks are changing colours you can only wonder as to how superseded you are by technology and so now it’s time to get hammering on all the things around you as you no longer live in a reality that you recognise and there seems to be a bit more cheese than usual and so this is not something you will stand for because if you do stand for it you aren’t sure what else will happen.

It is now time to return to the familiar as you now understand that you’ve been hijacked and kidnapped and taken to the cheese dimension where the bricks change colour but somehow whoever it was that took you forgot to take away your hammer, or maybe they left it in your possession as a secret test of character but they didn’t realise you’d be willing to fail that secret test, unless their plan was to make sure you failed that secret test in another, even more secret test of character in which you’re doing well in as the idea was to reject illusion, or something that is different as you don’t want to work at understanding this different thing, but maybe it’s all evil or something as who would put a lot of cheese and color-chanigng bricks everywhere unless they were evil?

So you go about smashing everything with your swinging hammer and then suddenly the hammer is swinging of its own accord but that’s okay as you already knew this would happen as you’ve applied far too much centripetal force to it but that was alright and besides, the hammer will calm down eventually and when it does you’ll go back to swinging it so as to take out all the cheese and bricks and slowly, yet surely things are being revealed as the menacing illusion surrounding you that you may have thought they were and so you’re getting somewhere and you’re achieving things which is great as maybe you didn’t get to do all that you wanted when you were where you knew you were, but at least you got to take a book down to the water and fish in peace and read a book as that was a small pause in a life that was far more busy than you thought it could ever be, and now that you think about it maybe this new place isn’t too bad.

However, the truth must be revealed and so you keep going and then you’re back where you were, wondering what that was all about but not wanting to know, and you passed with flying colours.

The time it took to write five-hundred words: 05:59:16

This was quite fun to write. It’s likely not fun to read, but it was fun to write.

I think I need to get out of the house.

Written at home.