So I’ve got to do my writing now because if I don’t do it now, then I won’t have time to not do anything later and that’s when the real fun  begins. So I need to get this done and then move on and do something else, and move on and do something else, and move on and do something else… and you get the idea.

So I’d written about the rain earlier today, and I thought it was an interesting thing to write about at that particular time due to how heavy it was and where I was and all that stuff. Didn’t materialise properly. Now I’m writing about writing about the rain, and that’s just too much of not enough. I need to reverse the process and get on and say whatever it is that needs to be said… about the rain.

It’s about the rain! And it’s not happening right now, but I keep on trying to get the words across, but they just get worse. They don’t add anything of value. That’s the way it goes, as they say.

Now what’s really important is that I get this done so I can move on and get other things done. I need to find a way forward, and the way forward is through getting this down. Once this is down I can move on. I can move toward tomorrow. I can move toward wherever the day lies, for the day moves and refuses to stay still. Sure, it moves slow, but it does move and in moving I can only keep following it, or I can choose to not. I can choose to find some sort of stationary position and let it all wash over me. I could do that… but I don’t want to, as they say.

Who are they? That is a good question. I’ve never thought to ask, but when you’re throwing stuff against the wall in order to just get things done, you don’t really think about these things. You don’t really think about the impact that you may or may not have on the overall shape of whatever it is that you’re trying to shape. It ends up all misshapen and, really, is that what you want? Personally I don’t care much myself, but if I had to choose between some things and other things, I know what I’d be choosing, and it certainly isn’t an answer I can provide at this juncture in time as I’m just trying to find the way forward, and then get on with the getting on and writing some more, as there’s a lot of writing to do and I’m gonna have a pretty busy night if I want to get even just some of it done.

But that is all to say that writing is fun, even when it isn’t. Always something to learn and grow from and always experiences to have, and as you have them things change and hopefully you develop something better.

The time it took to write five-hundred words: 04:58:31

Just tried to get this started and finished, and it’s a mess, but it was quite fun to write.

Written at work.