Why am I so sweaty?
There must be an explanation that exists beyond the reality of the nature of my gaining sweat.
Maybe it is due to walking a little faster than I usually would.
I know that there is an answer, somewhere within me and it is up to me and only me to find it and reveal the answer to the world, therefore finally unraveling and solving the greatest mystery of the day that is today.
Could it be a mystery for tomorrow? Who knows?
There is only one way to find out and that is through something that I cannot quite think of right now.
There must be a great amount of soul searching in order to reveal the mysteries of the world that currently lie in front of us.
There must be a great amount of looking back and forth in order to find out as to why I am sweaty right now.
I do know that it may have to do with the amount of weight in my backpack.
In fact, it probably has a lot to do with that, but that is not something that can be considered, for the story would be far too short if that was the consideration that I took under my wing in order to ruminate on the answers that may lay hidden within the dark depths of the pack that usually rests on my back when I am walking around with it in my possession.
Perhaps there will be no answers. Not today, not ever.
Perhaps there is only one direction and that direction is a little over to the left and backwards if you know how to get there.
If you don’t, then I have nothing else to say on the matter, for there are many answers and if none are discovered, mysteries shall remain as such and babes shall cry into the night due to the terror caused by the lack of knowledge, for knowledge is knowing and in knowing we can only know how little we know.
Unless we somehow do now know that, but anyway…
So perhaps there is a lot of weight in my backpack and perhaps I was walking at an accelerated pace. One could say that it was a little faster than usual.
There are many possibilities and they all must be explored very slowly in order to drag this out for as long as I can, for I am very quickly running out of steam and once I am completely out, there will be something else on the horizon, I am sure.
Still, this must be the focus for at least another few minutes, in order to maker sure that all is well and well is all that is good and dandy.
That is, unless I do not go down that path, for there are already answers around and they are answering the greatest mystery of the morning, unless there is one that is greater than my sweating.
The time it took to write five-hundred words: 05:23:72
More verbal spew.
I think this is a bit silly, but does a good job of showing how much I can stretch something out.
Whether that is a good thing or not, I do not know.
Written at work.