Coughing and spluttering for far too many days in a row now. Need to get it all out of my system. Need to purge, or something.
I guess the coughing is the purging, but I want it purged completely. well, as completely as possibly can be.
Maybe I’m hoping for too much, as I want it out now. All of it. Not later. This is not a gradual move. Get out of me. Stop doing this to me. Et cetera.
Maybe I should just reach down on inside of myself and pull out whatever it is that is causing all of the coughing and spluttering. Maybe I should reach inside and pull it out and let myself take in a deep breath and feel a strong sense of relief. I don’t think I’m as flexible, or as spatially compressible as that implies, but still, I feel like that is the course of action that I should take. Get it all out and get on going on with the going good and whatnot.
I don’t think that there’s enough Melvins in my life right now. Still, there is some and that is a good thing. It’s always a good thing. Such a mean, tight, evil-sounding song.
Maybe I should see if I can rhythmically cough to the beat and see if that gets all of the stuff that is still within my being and flesh out of me. maybe it would work. Maybe it is not worth trying.
Today is the third day of a long weekend of four. It is getting tiresome, but I’m at work and the pay is good, so who am I to complain about the fact that I am making, as they say, “bank”? Who am I to do that? I am merely one person. Life is good, I’m making money that will help out down the track and I am on track to get on top of everything that I want to get on top of.
Still a lot of work that needs to be done, but it is getting done and that is the main thing.
Still, I haven’t done any photography for a couple of weeks now and that is a little bit of a negative thing. Need to get out and take more photos then, I think.
Some days coming up. Well, of course there are days coming up. What I mean to say is that there are some days off coming up. Therefore, I should go out and take some photos. View the city a bit more. Well, maybe not the city, but somewhere. Get a good view of the landscape and take stock of my surroundings. Go on a bit of an exploration. Maybe I could go back to Lane Cove National Park. It would be the first time in a few years. The last time I was there, I went home after and uploaded the photos that I took.
Well, I thought that I did.
Erased them by mistake.
The time it took to write five-hundred words: 05:06:73
This one hurt to write.
I think I need to work on my writing more. Haven’t been doing enough outside of this.
Written at work.