Sweat, just pouring out. Too much coffee and not enough liquid. sweating heavily, letting all the heat out, waiting for the heat to get back in. Might end up cold, don’t wanna be cold right now. Don’t wanna be hot either. Want to be in that nice middle space where it’s all nice and pleasant.

But what is pleasant? How can it be pleasant? How do we reach pleasantness? Where do I find such a thing, and is it even worth looking for?

I don’t know. I know I’m meant to be editing at the moment. I’m meant to chip away at the stone and turn the featureless into something featuring features, but I don’t know if I will be. Too much of not enough, and not enough is often too much.

I’m sitting here. I’m sweating. I’m filling the room with my sweat and my odorous sweat scent, and I might be fine right now, but who knows how long it’ll be before I start needing to swim. Didn’t even know I had that much in me, but I guess this is where my true potential has always been. It just took a series of inopportune happenings to come to fruition, or something.

So now I can be an Olympic sweater. Just let loose in a focused and dedicated manner. See who can out-sweat the other, and it’ll always be me, for I am too apathetic to stop. I’m beyond embarrassment. Your judging cannot hurt me. Can’t do me in. I’m invincible, because I’ve been judged enough to reach a point where I do not have the energy to give a shit. So I’m not worried about the inundation and I’m not worried about the aroma. I’m not bothered by its pungent engulfing eventually reaching me, because I just don’t care. My sole duty is to be the best and I can do that by simply not moving around too much, and letting everything loose and coming out.

I do know, however, that once this is all over, I will have to probably drink a lot of water. Might need a rehydration tablet, or something. Sure I can get a sponsorship for that and then I’ll be a bit more set. You know, one of those ones where I show up in the ad and you see my sweating all done and I’ll say something like “Nothing like a hard day of sweat to really work up a thirst and drain you”, and then you’ll see one of the tablets dropped into a nice glass of water and it’ll dissolve, and then I’ll have a sip and make the refreshing noise as sculling wouldn’t look too professional or charming. You don’t want to see that on tv when you’re trying to advertise a rehydration tablet. Besides which, there’s not much that’s considered professional or charming about sculling, anyway. Kind of can be repulsive, if admirable at the best of times, but I’d rather be professional about a product endorsement.

The time it took to write five-hundred words: 07:00:69

I think I did alright with this one. All sorts of silly, but it doesn’t spent much time repeating and stretching, which is nice.

Written at work.