I was planning on getting an earlier start going this morning but I got distracted by stuff, but now I’m here and I’m doing this and I need to work out what it is that I’m going to throw on this bit of digital paper. There are many forms of rambling I could take and there are many things I could write about, but when I go looking for those subjects they are never to be found. It is frustrating, let me tell you.

Today I wonder if I will achieve what it was that I set out to do two days ago. What I wanted to do did not happen but maybe it will happen today. It has less relevance if done today but maybe it will happen and maybe that will lead to the greatest success ever seen by anyone ever. You never know with these things.

Alright, so I need to get things out of the way and I need to do this and that and then I need to move on., Yesterday very little happened and I was a bit wrecked, but now I’m here and now I am writing. I am writing and I am writing this and today will be more productive than yesterday… at least, that is what I hope. I also want today to be more productive than Sunday, but will I be able to do that? Will I pull it off? I don’t know, but I should try.

I should also get an ergonomic keyboard sooner rather than later, but that’s something for another time.

So I sit here and I crap on about wanting to do things and I know I’ll be patting myself on the back soon due to a job well done and all that, but I will keep on trying anyway. I will get it all done and I will move through the flow of time as I glide around everything and everyone. My story will become part of the fabric of reality and then I will know what it is that I am going to achieve today. There will be some exercise but there will be a lot of writing.

There are a lot of things that are yet to be written and I hope to write them all. If I cannot do that then I hope to write some of them and I hope to get to a point where I can truly say that I am the greatest at nothing and truly am on the path to become better, though of course I’m always on that path, or at least on the side looking at it and wondering as to how it is that I get on that path. It’s one foot after the other, of course but I only have two and so I need to get more.

Well, I don’t, but that’s less exciting. Anyway, maybe I’ll just hop on my bike and cycle the path or something. More exciting that way.

The time it took to write five-hundred words: 04:54:06

I used to keep a diary and sometimes I wonder if the stuff I wrote in that is worse than the stuff I write here.

Anyway, I think this is okay. Not bad, not good; just okay. Could be better – there are parts where it’s clear I’m stalling – but could be worse.

Written at home.