Five-Hundred Word Challenge 496: The Need to get Back out into the Bush

Moving the hair from out in front of my face, trying to write a review, but all I can think of is the need to get back out in the bush. Or, at least that is what the music that I’m listening to is telling me, and it is something that it is telling me quite clearly.

I need to get back out into the hush. I have a thirst for walking in the bush. I want to go do that thing that is referred to as bushwalking. It involves walking and that walking is in the location of wherever there is bushland.

I don’t want to be at work today, but there is a need to do work in order to earn money so that I can do the things that I want to do with my life. I want to do a lot of things that involve finances, and unfortunately travelling to the bush does involve money of some sort, and so therefore I need to work in order to get out of the city and into the bush.

I need to think of something a bit more interesting to write, and yet as I struggle onward, I imagine that the work being born from my fingers creates the words in a framework that leads to something that can be read, but there is no telling as to how interesting that it may be until I finish. Of course, there is a lot that needs to be done, but that is a phrase that I have used before and shall use once more in the future. Possibly many times.

I want to attempt Mount Dingo again. I can feel it calling out to me in some sense. Well, that is of course me projecting desires in some way, but there is definitely a desire to be out there once more and out there once more is where I’d rather be. I’d rather get paranoid under the stars and camp out in the cold weather. I’d rather be out there, embracing the cold, cleaner air than in here, looking for a way to get out of work without losing money.

I also need to get fitter in order to be able to do the waking if that is indeed what it is that I want to do.

All of this would of course be in the service of being able to look out over the mountains, into vast spaces framed by the landscape, all in service of the appreciation of nature and our luckiness to be born on such a beautiful planet.

Well, that is what I like to believe anyway.

There are, of course, plenty of other reasons to go out and into the bush, and it is always something worth doing, unless there is a reason that would render it as being not worth doing, in which case it is not worth doing.

However, with that being said, there is a growing desire to get out there.

The time it took to write five-hundred words: 05:13:77

Sometimes I do worse, sometimes I do better, but I think that overall I’m improving in some sense.

Still, this  could be more interesting. It could be much less repetitive.

Written at work

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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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