Today is going to be a long day and it isn’t due to the lack of sleep, though it likely is due to the lack of sleep. Last week was a long week but today will be a long day. It may even be longer than last week. I am yet to find out but it certainly feels that way.

There is an lot to do but there is also enough time to get it all done. I sit here and I start this and then I’ll disappear for a while as I need to try and find a way to undo my lack of sleep without doing much of anything beyond going for a walk and buying coffee, even though I’ve already had one. Going to charge my way in a turbo manner. See what happens.

Probably just get really antsy and all that.

So I’ve got that out of the way. I need to process more photos. I need to do some writing. I need to work. I need to avoid work. I need to try and find a way to get off this train of thought and work out how I can twist this around so it becomes something else. It doesn’t need to become some sort of major work but I need to say something that says something.

I don’t actually need to say anything at all, and I don’t necessarily think that we should strive to say something meaningful and poignant, but at the same time I think it is good to try. Usually that kind of thing just happens and you don’t will it into existence, but it still is good to try. You want to strive to reach out to people, after all.

I don’t think I’ll say anything of substance or note today but maybe I will try. Maybe I will try to will something into existence, but I don’t know what that something is as of yet. Soon I may find out. Soon it may slap me in the face like a wet fish to the face. Maybe I won’t do that. Maybe I’ll just pretend that there is no point, though there always is except for when there isn’t, and I’ll just go about my day, dragging myself through various events and nonevents until I am slapped in the face with some sort of inspiration like a wet fish to the face.

Then again I could just go lie down and sleep and not work, but if I do that I won’t get paid and money is needed to survive and all that other stuff so I think I’ll just get on with it and try and write something and then do the other things and stay busy so as to ignore the fact that I need more sleep, but maybe I can’t do that as sleep will loom over me and drag me to rest sooner or later, and it’s likely that I’ve very little say in the matter.

The time it took to write five-hundred words: 05:11:77

Fast. Probably crap. I’m not going to read over it for a long while.
There were some stops but overall this was really easy to write.

Written at home.