Alright, it’s a Monday and the sun is coming out and I’m trying to warm up by writing furiously, and with some sort of fury in a furious manner. No fury in me, however. Whatever shall I do?

Not much.

Dulled day, but that’s fine. Dull is good; it carries the day forward, and the day is going to get better… I hope. No telling at the moment, but I do hope, and so as much as I hope, I must do in order to see it change and all those wonderful things. Things of wonder, and wonderful things that circulate and transmogrify and transform until there is nothing left that was old and now it’s all new and… what am I going on about?

Today I’m going to attempt something I haven’t attempted in a while, and it has nothing to do with here. It’s a thing pertaining to the writing of reviews, and we’ll see what happens. Maybe it’ll turn out okay. I am yet to know and I am yet to find out… because I am yet to know. It’s a matter of seeing if it can actually be done.

Well, it can, but I’m not sure if I have the energy or fortitude to do it.

But the days get longer and shorter at the same time, and things improve and change, and I keep pushing on and trying to get somewhere, and maybe I will. Maybe things will keep getting better. Naturally, I hope they do. I just need to keep pushing on and pushing through, and keep going. Need to see where it all takes me and all that stuff.

I don’t know if I’d ever measure my success in terms of financial gain at this point. I do know, however, that I will measure some of it in specific ways that mostly pertain to “Am I getting this done”?

So I don’t know what to say from here, other than I think my writing is slowing down a bit more than I’d like, but perhaps that has to do with the desk height and a few other things, and perhaps I need to think of other things at the present moment. Work starts soon and I’ve done very little, but it’s a nice day and it’s a day that stretches and compresses, and that’s all okay. That’s all good. We’ll see what happens.

I know not much will happen now, but perhaps something will happen later. we’ll see. It’s always “We’ll see”, but we’ll see.

Now I don’t know what else to say. I’ve put myself under a timer and I’ve hit the mark and I’ve nothing else, and I need to move on but I don’t know how and so I need to write this dragging of the words out in order to reach the goal, but I’ve nothing in the tank.

Maybe I need to get to work and just end this early, but I don’t think that’s appropriate right now.

The time it took to write five-hundred words: 06:28:64

Not exactly what I’d call a good bit of writing.
Business as usual, essentially.

Written at work.