Well, here once more.
It’s a real surprise at this point, but what would be far more surprising is if I had’t had two coffees this morning.
I need to peel back my face like the trees when the bend down to greet the lower beings of the planet of earth. Not all trees bend. Some instead ascend, instead.
But of course this is all a form of conjecture that isn’t really conjecture. Or is it?
I don’t know. Too much coffee. Racing across.
Feeling my breathing come in and out and now I’m breathing a bit deeper, hearing the sound and feeling the fill of the lungs as they expand and collapse and expand and collapse and I sit here wondering as to what it is that I am going to do when I get to the end of it all.
I sit here and wonder as to why I’m drinking so much coffee, but I need to be out there in the rain, naked and experiencing the joy of my body being enveloped in the waters from the sky as they cascade and all onto the earth, following the contour lines as they try and find the lowest point that they can, always racing down and down and down.
Yet I am inside, dry and typing away, talking about the experience that I should be having rather than experiencing the experience that I should be having.
But then again, if that was an experience that I was to have at this given moment, I’d rather be away from the city and be among the plants and vertebrates and invertebrates and be moving freely until I of course slip down a hill and realise that I should have paid a little more attention to what it was that I was doing.
Bit of a silly thing to do, but then again, there are a lot of things that can be considered silly things to do and that is merely one of them.
That is the not paying attention of what you are doing in an area of which you are unfamiliar.
Being naked in the rain is just fun.
There are probably other things that are more fun, but then again there are few things that would feel as liberating, unless it is not something that you feel liberated by, in which case I’ve got nothing to say about the matter and will probably stop as soon as I’ve found a conclusion that is suitable to conclude with.
Sometimes I really wonder as to how these must read to people that aren’t those that are me; that is to say, those people that aren’t the person that writes these things, which just so happens to be me.
Anyway, with all of that said, in conclusion, being naked in the rain is awesome. Being in an office is not as awesome, unless you have free range to do whatever you want without losing any form of fiduciary compensation.
The time it took to write five-hundred words: 05:35:08
Well, that was a bit of a ride.
Written at work.