Alright, so what have I done today? Other than an overwhelming amount of nothing?

Why, be tired of course!

So I’m tired and it has been a long day of nothing, but it has been the good kind of nothing. Tomorrow will be the bad kind of something and that will involve doing quite a lot. It will involve a herculean effort, and by that I mean a small amount of effort as I work toward getting some stuff done before work and hopefully after work too. It will all depend on how much I get done… or something.

Soon I will go to sleep and close my eyes, and when I do that I will drift off to the land of dreams where I shall see some dreams happen and some dreams not happen, and I wonder as to where they will lead me.

Well, I don’t, but I do. You know.

So for now I sit here and I type this out, but tomorrow will arrive sooner than expected if I’m not careful, and then what? I will have procrastinated on sleeping and that is something I definitely want to avoid. On the list of priorities, avoiding sleeping is quite high up. Therefore, I need to make sure I actually to go to bed and, subsequently, fall asleep and therefore into a deep lull in action.

I’ll be in a state of being without my guard up, and I’ll have my eyes closed and I’ll make little sleep sounds, and it will carry me to another state and that state will be one of being awake, but I don’t know if I’ll be awake or if I’ll be in a dream. I don’t know where I’ll be or where I won’t be, unless of course I am aware of where I am, in which case I will be aware. That’s how it goes, anyway.

So I think that I should probably start getting ready for bed, but I still have a few things I want to take care of, and I’m all sorts of excited and concerned about the new job approaching, but I think I can do it. I think I can get there, but I’m also really tired and so my excitement isn’t going to keep me awake… I hope. Maybe it will.

If I am kept awake by my excitement, I won’t know what to do. Maybe I’ll go for a drive or a walk somewhere. Maybe both. Maybe I’ll go explore the sea from a dry place, and then I’ll write about it all and that will then be followed by going to sleep. Maybe it won’t, but maybe it will. Right now it is too early to tell, but maybe it is too late and I’m just wondering things in a circle of words and that circle is enclosing, and soon I’ll be trapped and I don’t know what will happen from there.

Probably nothing, but sometimes you never know with these things.

The time it took to write five-hundred words: 07:11:86

I like most of this. Could be better, but it’s the right kind of silly, I think.

Written at home.