Just looked at how many of my posts here have been photos over the last week and that doesn’t really mean anything, so I’m just gonna continue on.

So I’m quite tired. Bad sleep last night and a lot of things to do today, and that’s all okay, as far as I’m concerned. I’m awake and I have experiences to share; well, one in particular, but you know. Experiences.

There will be sharing throughout the day as I interweave a few things around other things and create a tapestry of crap, and then I’ll get on with other things. Cannot afford to be lazy today. Can only afford to be driven and so being driven is what I will do. Or be.

Sometimes time away from things is not enough, and sometimes we proclaim there isn’t enough time, and likely there’s a strong overlap. This weekend was most definitely not enough time. It was quite needed, but more time was needed. Time away from everything. Time away from Sydney, and time away from the pressure I am under. A good few more days would’ve helped, but even then, it would not have been enough.

I can’t help but wonder if any amount of time away from everything would’ve been enough, because I have to deal with what I am under one way or the other. A bit of breathing space helped, but it’s back to it all I have to go.

Maybe sometimes something feels the right length and there is no desire to have more time, and maybe sometimes things spill over and it feels too long and drags the experience down, but I can say that seeing the sunset and sunrise from a place I usually don’t was quite nice. Swimming in a river for the first time in many, many years was nice. Driving around away from the city was nice. Being with friends was nice. It was needed. Not enough time, but I think I’d rather not enough time rather than too much time. Don’t want to overstay my welcome, and don’t want to leave feeling shitty about trying to relax.

I don’t really know what I’m trying to say with all of this. I’m talking about personal experience and that’s nice and all, and it is nice. I guess I just want a longer reprieve and I want to postpone the inevitable indefinitely, but that won’t happen. I can’t get through something if I keep putting it off, and so today is going to be a busy day. It’s not going to be a fun day, though there certainly will be fun. It will just be one where I get stuff done and then get on with whatever comes next. Lot of job hunting and all that stuff. Fun times and so on and so forth, and maybe I’ll come out of it all feeling okay, but I’ll see. Just have to get through it all first and then take stock, and then keep going.

The time it took to write five-hundred words: 06:43:58

Sort of medium, this one is. Not bad; not good. Bit stretched out.

Written at home.