Breakfast was something that I found most delectable, but it was a bad idea as it was not what someone would consider healthy by any stretch of the imagination.
I should be careful in saying that as I will be proven incorrect in my assumption, I imagine.
Maybe not today. Maybe not tomorrow. Maybe not ever. However, eventually it will happen, as far as I’m aware.
At least for now I can sit here and be content in my thoughts, hoping that they will keep me going through the remaining few hours of this shift of work.
Not enough sleep, too much work,.
Photographed a gig last night. Some photos will go up somewhere over the next few days. That is what I hope, anyway.
I guess that in order to make sure that that happens, I need to do my thing and process them so that they are presentable to a larger audience. However, I think I may have taken far too many.
I think that, although it is not necessarily the case. I imagine that on any given night, people who shoot gigs for a living take far more than I did.
I took somewhere around eight-hundred. I’m trying to get my shooting amount back down to somewhere around three-hundred at the most, which still seems to me like an unnecessarily large amount when taking into consideration the gigs I’m shooting.
Maybe I’m overthinking it, but right now I don’t know. What I do know is that I desire rest. I desire sleep and being at work is actively preventing access to that sleep that I so very much want.
However, I doubt that I will still want it as much as I do now when I approach, or even enter the region known as “home”. There will be other things that I need to do and needing to do them is what I’ll… something.
Anyway, sleep. Sleep is what I want. I want sleep right now.
Wait; I don’t want to sleep right now. Right now I just want to go home and escape the consequences of what I ate this morning. Probably worse things in the world, but right now it is THE WORST THING IN THE WORLD RIGHT NOW AND THERE IS NOTHING THAT CAN BE SAID THAT WILL MAKE ME CHANGE MY VIEW! Well, aside from the multitude of things that exist out there that can easily make me change my mind. Other than those, nothing will make me change my mind.
But of course all I’m doing right now is rambling about choices I’ve made in order to keep on surviving… I think.
Anyway, this hasn’t really been about anything and as it has no substance I’m going to look for an exit. I’m not sure as to where it lies, but so long as I keep on searching I’m sure I will find it at the end of the search, unless I decide to keep on searching afterwards.
I probably won’t, however.
The time it took to write five-hundred words: 07:27:06
I wrote this on Saturday. Not sure why I didn’t put it up then.
Not anything exciting, but might be one of the more structurally sound things I’ve written.
Not definitely. Only might be.
Written at work.