The signs of being tired creep across my face and now I wonder if I can stretch this out in a way that does not read poorly. I don’t think I can and I should try, so I won’t.

Now, there are things to consider. I need to consider when I take to the lawn and make it shorter. I need to consider when to water the plants, and I need to consider as to which direction I will head when I have to head in a direction.

Alright, so now that that’s out of the way, it’s time to shape this paragraph. Hopefully it will be more than a few sentences, but I have no way to tell at this present moment. I do know, however, that it will be happier than the writing from yesterday. No one likes the sad and angry stuff; they prefer the gibberish and that’s my fault, I suppose. Therefore this paragraph will function as a counterpoint to yesterday’s writing and so therefore we can all get on with our lives as we move toward a state of being happier rather than sadder.

So now that that is out of the way it is time to get this out of the way too. However, I need to stretch and I don’t think this is the best way to stretch. There are better ways and this is just a choice I’ve chosen and, whilst it might feel good in the moment, I am sure that later on it won’t feel so good, though maybe it will. This is something that I need to take into consideration, but perhaps I won’t.

Now I need to consider consideration and I don’t like how this continues on in some sort of going beyond within pattern that ultimately leads nowhere, even if that still is somewhere. I need to get off the tracks; I’m tired of them taking me wherever they go. Passengers get on and passengers get off and that’s all that needs to be shared, really. Spiraling into some sort of spiral in a controlled and directed way can only go so far for so long and I have to wonder if there truly is an end. Therefore, I am choosing to get off.

I will derail and I will go where the currents of the air take me. I will look out the window that sits next to me and I will then pass through it in a safe manner. Rather do so than in a dangerous manner as danger wouldn’t do very well for me. Rather be safe. Rather not risk hurting myself in a way that’s completely preventable. Therefore I might just keep sitting here instead. Much easier and much safer, unless somehow the window takes offense, in which case then I don’t know as to what I’ll do at that point.

Maybe I’ll just apologise profusely until things go back to normal and I return to whatever it is that I’m meant to.

The time it took to write five-hundred words: 06:03:48

When I wrote this I felt I was going too slow. However, I also felt pretty relaxed. I don’t know what this has to do with anything other than the speed. I guess it means that the writing is a bit less sloppy than usual, but beyond that, yeah.

Written at home.