I feel like this morning I’m on a bit of a roll, and now I have to wonder what a roll actually is. Am I rolling? Are my words rolling? Is this a flow of sorts? Where am I going? Who am I going? What am I going? You get the idea.

However, this morning I am on a roll, or at least feel like I am on a roll in the sense that I am getting some things done before the beginning of the day of work and so, so long as I keep going I’ll be able to get more, rather than less done, and I think that’s a good thing. I hope that’s a good thing.

When does it end? When does the uphill come? If there is an uphill, will it be too steep, or will I be able to get over it with a little bit of effort? These are all questions that have answers and the only way to answer them is through the process of moving forward in time rather than backward, though even if I were to be moving backward I’d be moving forward to get backward and I’d always be in a state known as “current”.

Soon there will be walking and with that walking there will be no talking. However, there will be walking. That walking will involve the motion of forward and I will be moving forward through a space that exists and I wonder as to how much of it is just my perception and how much of it is real, but that’s not something worth getting into at the present moment. At the present moment I’m just trying to get a bunch of things down before I head off to the shops to purchase some things, which will then be followed by heading home in order to make use of those things.

Once that is out of the way there will be more rambling and all that fun stuff, and I’m not looking forward to the day ahead, but of course there will be moving through it and I will be enveloped by its glorious body, and I will have to get to the end of it in order to see what comes on the winds of tomorrow. A new day shall rise and I will exit this one and enter that one, and once more I will move through another body. I will be enveloped in its fine film and I will come out with a slight layer of it. As I go on I will carry more layers and then one day this collection will find itself shrinking into itself so more layers can be added, and those too will be carried, and maybe they will weigh me down but I will persist, for right now I am on a roll and I hope that that will be the same in the coming days; some I’ll look forward to and some I’m sure I won’t.

The time it took to write five-hundred words: 05:49:28

Pretty scattered, this bit of writing.

Written at home.