So I had too much coffee this morning and I’ve been on edge ever since. A good few hours now and today is not a good day for it. Somehow I’ve made it this far but now I need to extract all the caffeine from my system, but I need to work out how to do that with as little effort as possible.

Sure, I could wait for it to pass through and then that’s it. Done. But that takes time and that does not account for the fact that I have to go through the experience of it passing through me.

I could go outside and find someone to do some sort of transfusion tog et it all out of my system but that means going outside and I don’t want to do that. I don’t like to go outside, I don’t want to interact.

Maybe I can will the caffeine out of my system. Of course in doing that I need to work out how much willing I need to do. I need to make sure I don’t strain myself either as that could do some serious damage by amplifying the caffeine and turning me into a caffiend. I don’t feel much like doing that either.

I want to be able to relax and be lazy and not feel so on edge but I have done this to myself. Maybe if I drink the opposite of something caffeinated the caffeine will be attacked by whatever it is that I consume at that point and then there will be some sort of immortal battle going on in me until at last the caffeine is gone and I am back to some idea of normal, and that would be nice. That would be pleasant.

Now I need to work out what is the opposite of caffeine, but maybe what I actually need to work out is what the antithesis of caffeine is. I guess in this situation it also functions as the opposite but I need to be clear about what I am doing.

What if I never work it out and the caffeine never clears and this is just my life for the rest of my life? What if I then transcend my fleshy prison and become a being of pure caffeine? I don’t want to do that as that would mean stuff that I don’t know and I don’t want to explore that beyond something as a though experiment and so… yeah.

So now I’m stuck here, waiting, hoping to be out of the woods and being stuck with the beans and it’s taking it’s toll. I have to wait but I need to take action. I’m stuck firmly in the present when I need to enter the future whilst somehow keeping sight of the past. I’m flying in a way that is an eternal careening and I’m just waiting for the caffeine to clear my system, but it’s taking it’s time and I want to be free.

The time it took to write five-hundred words: 06:11:02

I wrote this a good few hours ago and shortly after I did I came off my lunch break and everything was really busy. So yeah.

A fun bit of writing. Not anything particularly strong; just fun.

Written at home.