Stupidity Hole

Wondering as to how much nonsense I can write in twelve minutes. Hopefully this will be less than that time, but we’ll see.

Trying to get the words out, and thinking about the ceiling and how it continually needs replacing in some places. It’s not a good way to be about things, but sometimes materials get cycled through more than materials don’t. Sometimes that’s just what happens and you get on with it. You deal. You move through life at a rate of some rate that you move through life. Such is life.

But you move through life and you replace the ceiling, and sometimes the walls too. Sometimes nothing gets replaced and sometimes everything gets replaced every few months. Supposedly. Maybe it doesn’t.

Where was I?

So… replacement. Replacing things, and continuing with the replacing of things. Sometimes it’s the way that things go, and you get on with it. You make do with what you can and where you can, but sometimes you don’t want to, so you make do with the learning on how to maintain and repair, and life goes on, and maybe you get left behind with your stuff but you try anyway. Nothing else you can do, right? Well, you could give up, but we’re not going to go down that path right now.

I want some optimism and I don’t want to think about the great amount of work that needs doing before the end of the day, but I’ll get there. I always do, and I’ll always keep doing. Best way to be about it all, really. No other choice. Just need to keep going and why is there a spider web on my laptop?

This place is going to be overrun by spiders in the time I’ll not be here. Holidays soon. A short break, but a necessary one. But I’m going to come back and I’ll be dealing with spiders, and I can’t think of much of anything I’d rather be dealing with less. It’s a travesty, let me tell you. Horrible experience, but a necessary one, I guess.

Actually, is it necessary? Could it actually be unnecessary and I’m merely telling myself that it is something that I have to deal with? Yes, because it is something that I’ll have to deal with. But I don’t want to. But perhaps it is too difficult to deal with properly at this point in time. There are other things that need tackling and they need tackling sooner rather than later, so instead of trying to deal with spiders now I will deal with them later.

Realistically there aren’t much to deal with, probably, and it probably won’t turn into some big issue that will need excessive action toward after my return. However, there was web on my laptop and I don’t like that, and now I’m in a bad mood and all is bad and I don’t know where I can go from here. The day is ruined. Thank you, spiders.

The time it took to write five-hundred words: 06:06:37

I wanted to go on at length about nothing in particular, and that didn’t work, but I didn’t think too hard about this and I’m really happy about that.

Written at work.