Tomorrow morning I’m gonna get up, get ready and ride my bike most of the way to work. I’m not sure why I’m saying this, but I guess the main reason is so that people are ready for the inevitable “Cycling is great” rambling that will come after. But cycling is great, and I’ve missed it… as I always do. But this time I’ve really missed it… as I always do.

It has been a long week and it has been a long day. Or perhaps it is a new week. It depends on how you count the calendar, really. What I do know is that the period spanning from Monday to Sunday has been a long one and I am tired. I am, however, still kicking small goals and I’m continuing on. I’m tired, but I’m working on things and the more I work on them, hopefully he better I’ll feel. It’ll take time, though. Always does.

There’s been a lot and not much over the past few days especially, and I’ve been particularly lazy at the same time. There has been the enjoyment of friends, the appreciating of their company… those sorts of things. There has als9o been a good deal of sitting around doing nothing when there has been plenty of need to do stuff. This week, hopefully, will be a bit more of a kick into high gear, though it depends on the usual depending on everything and my own enthusiasm to continue on with whatever it is.

I’ve been tired and I’m quite tired right now, but I have the ability to improve things. I have the ability to be productive and I need to get back onto it. I have ideas and I have time, and I can get done the doing if I so desire it, and I do desire it. Right now, however, I just want to sit and soon go to sleep. Sleep is desirable. It’s especially desirable right now, and I’ll soon have it as though a prize I won through great effort. Maybe I did this time. Maybe I did earn my sleep. I don’t know.

I’m thinking about my ex and I’m wondering how she is doing. I’m thinking about a lot of things though, so this is much of nothing, really. There are other things running through my mind also. This is one of many. Or rather, these thoughts are some of many.

I find myself missing her a bit more now, but a few days ago I realised that she was willing to tell me she loved me at a time she didn’t, and I’m reminded that I’m better off. So more sadness creeps in, but so does more happiness in a way. Things change. Time continues on. I am alive and I am able to keep going, and so long as I can keep going I can keep working on myself, and that will continue tomorrow into cycling, which I’ve missed… as I always do.

The time it took to write five-hundred words: 07:53:48

Decent speed. Meandered a bit, however.

Written at home.