Five-Hundred Word Challenge 433: Racing Both Time and Cake

What a day.

When I say that, I mean that it was indeed a day, and a day it was, and now I am here getting that across to you, the reader, who just so also happens to be the people whom will read this after it has been written, unless there is someone who somehow reads this before it is written and then lets me know how it was written and the  effect that that writing has…

Now, where was I going with this?

Oh, yes. That’s right.

So it’s been a long day. There has been some cleaning and there has been some processing of the photos.

Now I am here, trying to think of things that can roll off the fingers, and yet nothing comes forward for nothing wants to fall victim to my loud, loud typing.

I guess that that is fair, or something.

I don’t know, to be honest. I don’t know as to what I’m going on about these days.

I guess that that’s the way it goes when you decide to wait to near the end of the day to write.

Maybe if I had struck out earlier, this wouldn’t be the conundrum that I am currently facing.

Well, there is not much (if any) of a conundrum, but I’m going to pretend that there is as it makes for something far more exciting than anything I could ever come up with.

Well, that’s what I have to tell myself at this point.

Now I’m racing both time and cake, as there is cake that must be consumed and in here I am not consuming said cake.

However, soon I will be and I shall enjoy its deliciousness.

I shall enjoy the wonderful cake and consume it in rapid succession.

Then I shall feel bad about the decision as I’m trying to stay away from the sugar.

It is a wonderfully vicious cycle of pain and hurting, but soon taste shall arrive and soon I shall embrace it in a most delectable manner.

Now, where was I going with all of this?

I think it was to somewhere out of my seat and outside into the dining area in order to consume some sort of caramel chocolate banana cake.

It sounds delicious and it also will likely taste delicious.

Of course, I have to find a way to get out of this seat in order to begin the consumption of said food. If this is not something that I do, then or course I will not be able to consume said delicious food.

I think that I’m feeling a little conflicted.

I think that I am.

I don’t know if I can keep going on with this conflict.

I need to get up and start eating, as my life depends on it, or something.

I think that I just need to stop what I am doing and get up and stop thinking about the situation.

I shall do so right after this sentence.

The time it took to write five-hundred words: 06:17:07

I wrote this whilst a little too tired and I think it shows.

Length, empty rambling.

Written in Redfern.

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About Stupidity Hole

I'm some guy that does stuff. Hoping to one day fill the internet with enough insane ramblings to impress a cannibal rat ship. I do more than I probably should. I have a page called MS Paint Masterpieces that you may be interested in checking out. I also co-run Culture Eater, an online zine for covering the arts among other things. We're on Patreon!
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