I’ve only about eight minutes to write this and I’m gonna write this in under seven minutes. Maybe under five. We’ll see.

Why do I only have that much time? Currently “Stairway to Heaven” is playing and I figured “I need to get something done now as there’s a lot to do in the next hour or so, and I also need to go buy stuff” and so… yeah. Really there’s no reason for me to be writing right now, but I am galvanised and so I want to see if I can do this, but I am writing slowly, or at least it feels slow. I could be writing a lot faster than I realise that I am, and I know that I am making a few mistakes and I’ll go and clean those up soon enough, but right now I won’t.

So now I’ve written all that and I can’t help but wonder as to where I should go from here. I wonder if buying a new album is a bit like an artist, or band, or whatever releasing a new album after a certain point in their career: Some, most, or all of the songs being played live during the supporting tour, then most of them being dropped later on in favour of more of the older material.

Of course there’s a need to find balance, especially the more releases you have, but it does make me think about that. How often do we get something new, appreciate it for a bit, then go back to our classics?

Anyway, maybe I’m thinking about this too much. Maybe not enough. Right now I just want to beat “Stairway to Heaven”. I don’t want to get diet philosophical as, quite frankly, I don’t think I have enough thought in me right now to do so. Also, it feels like a cheap grab and I don’t want to be doing those, though I certainly have done plenty of those here.

So soon the day will lie ahead but it is already passing me by. It is passing me by and I’m chasing after it into some sort of horizon that lies far, far away, and it is endless, but there is an end to this run. However, I wouldn’t stop moving, or at least I’d try to not stop moving as there’s plenty of stuff to do still, and all that fun stuff.

Well, I don’t think I’ll make it under six minutes, but I’m close to under seven, I think. But right now I need to not think about that. “Stairway to Heaven” is nearly over and I’m running out of time and I need to get on with it. Should’ve started when the song started, really, but I don’t think I’ll make it, but maybe I will. I guess I’m glad it’s the Celebration Day version and not the original, though I don’t think that counts for very much, but maybe it does. Who knows? Maybe no one.

The time it took to write five-hundred words: 06:38:08

Finished just as the song was, and the audience started cheering.
I should say something self-aggrandising here, but I won’t as I shouldn’t.
Anyway, there’s something here that I might expand upon later on. Not sure. I think it is worth expanding upon, but I don’t know if I will.

Written at home.