Things are things are things. Sometimes you have things with your things, and sometimes your things are away from other things. Today is good but today will be filled with things that I don’t want to think about… or will it? Yet to be known. Yet to be discovered. Might not be realised until the period upon which one enters reflection.

Not entering a reflection, mind you, but entering reflection, that which is the state in which one ruminates upon that which has passed and their own actions or lack thereof, and wonder what it means and what doesn’t mean something, and all of those things.

So it’s gonna be a day and there will be things. I’m surrounded by things right now and that’s not bad, or at least the things that I am current surrounded by aren’t bad, and that’s good… right now. But I’m surrounded by things and there are things beyond things, and everywhere and anywhere there are the things that I want and the things I don’t want, I figured I’m actually trying to look for stuff.

So what do I do from here?

I guess I should enter reflection and reflect upon my reflecting, then lead myself to wherever the still surface of a lazy flow lies so I can reflect upon my reflecting whilst seeing my reflecting reflecting itself back at me whilst I reflect upon the everything that is nothing that involves the stuff and things of life with which I share a connection with, optional and inextricable. And such is the way that things flow.

Perhaps all this reflection and rumination and culmination into the things and stuff and things of stuff and stuff of things is where I’m not going wrong and where I’m going wrong at the same time and also at the tight time. I don’t know; I can’t say for sure right now. There are a lot of things on my mind, as they say. As I say. As I am saying now, and in throwing together all of everything against nothing and finding something at the end of the reflection, did I not already find a bunch of things I put aside as things that aren’t stuff and not things also, or rather, did I choose not to grab them and follow where they lead?

Probably.

So all of this is to say that, at the end of the day, I’ve things and I’ve stuff and sometimes those are things of stuff and stuff of things and I need to reflect on everything that surrounds me, and also myself. I need to reflect on it all because I know that if I do reflect, I might just learn and if I learn I’ll be good. I’ll be grand. It’s the way of life, as they say. What else they say is up for debate, of course, but this is what they say and I am also saying it, so therefore it must be some other thing.

The time it took to write five-hundred words: 06:40:58

I’m fairly certain that this had the potential to go somewhere that might seem deep. Created a mess instead, but it was a lot of fun.

Written at Dirty Red.