And now I sit at home and it’s a gray and dreary day, and I’ve still a good bit of things to get out of the way. Got a few hours; gotta do things.

So now I enter the catch up period to get this little space neat and tidy so that, once I close it off, everything is done. It’s slipping away a bit too much, and it’s incredibly bloated, but I’m gonna get there and get it to where it should be, get it a little bit further along, and then it all starts and one last year and I’m done. And it’ll be something.

But I really have let this space slide out of view in a sense, and that probably has a lot to do with changing priorities and looking at other things to do, and it’s a bit of a shame. So I’m gonna start preparing for that final push, and in doing so I’m gonna get things back to being neat and tidy, or at least trying.

Perhaps there will be the finishing of thoughts started a long time ago. I know I’m going to be going over a lot of things here. See what’s worth finishing and what’s worth closing off. Work out where things were great and perhaps why they were. Keep on going and writing myself into new corners, and then surround myself with corners so all I can do is endlessly spin.

Sometimes I wonder as to how this place got this far, and really it comes down to a few things and I do know what those things are, I guess, but that doesn’t mean I want to talk about them now. I know that in less than two years I’ll hopefully have shaken off everything and the new stuff coming will be in full swing.

I think of times where I was writing posts on my phone, which wasn’t a fun thing to do, but it is what I was doing on the odd occasion. I think of times when I sat down and created some brief flicker of imagination functioning, and I think of times where the silliness flowed, and that silliness is something that I try to bring back as much as possible, but it often isn’t, and that’s a shame. Stupidity Hole was never meant to be a serious thing, and it is, and it’s a bit of an enduring tedium.

Other, far more popular and successful blogs have come and gone in the time that I’ve been writing, and even in the time this space has been around, and yet through stubbornness and habit this place has endured. It’ll come and it’ll go, but it’ll hopefully end on a strong note. It might not seem like a strong note, and it’ll likely pass without much notice, but I know that, for me, it’ll be the way that I want it to end, or at least close enough, and that’ll be good enough for me.

The time it took to write five-hundred words: 07:18:91

I don’t know if it feels weird to have something stretched out this long, but it’s taken a while to get to a point of certainty and it’ll take a little while longer to wrap everything up, and maybe that’s a good thing. Maybe having all this time to close everything off here will let some interesting stuff come forward. Don’t know.

Anyway, not a great bit of writing, but it gets the point across clear enough.

Written at home.